Hei Qing smiled and dropped another bombshell.
"And that wasn't all. He had barely reached One-Star Dou Zun when he stormed Ice River Valley in the Northern Domain of the Central Plains alone, killed the Four-Star Dou Zun Ice Venerable on the spot, and wiped out every elder in the valley!"
"What's more, Lu Heng is an Eighth-Rank High-Level alchemist certified by the Pill Tower in Saint Dan City. While he was in seclusion in Tianbei City, he drew Four-Colored Pill Lightning right before my eyes and refined two Eighth-Grade Pills with his own hands!"
Crack.
Elder Zhu Li's fingers tightened involuntarily, splitting the tough beast-hide scroll with a narrow tear.
The high-ranking Half-Saint, who had lived for countless years, could no longer keep his composure.
"What did you say? Eighth-Rank High-Level?"
Zhu Li surged two steps forward.
"Is he really only in his twenties? Did you see it with your own eyes?"
The Ancient Void Dragon Clan was born with formidable bodies and a natural gift for controlling space. But the violent, domineering energy within them made high-ranking alchemists almost impossible to produce.
When the clan needed high-grade pills to nourish their bloodlines or heal injuries, they often had to pay an enormous price to seek out reclusive old monsters beyond the island.
An Eighth-Rank High-Level alchemist barely past twenty who could also kill a Four-Star Dou Zun above his rank—such a freak would be raised as a core successor with the full resources of his clan even among the Ancient Eight Clans!
Hei Qing took a white jade pill bottle from his Storage Ring and carefully handed it over.
"Lu Heng refined this Eighth-Rank Heavenly Dragon Bone-Forging Pill especially for me. Its medicinal power was tempered by Pill Lightning—there's no faking that. Please take a look, Third Elder."