For all these years, the Pill Tower's position in the Central Plains had remained unshakable. No similar faction had ever emerged capable of affecting its standing.
The reason was simple: the Pill Tower's foundations ran too deep, and alchemists held far too lofty a status. With those two factors combined, the Pill Tower could not possibly be easily shaken. It held an almost monopolistic grip over alchemists; even the top factions of the Central Plains often had to seek its aid.
Yet within this year, people had seen the Pill Tower show signs of decline for the first time. Clearly, the once-transcendent Pill Tower had encountered an existence that left it troubled. The appearance of the Spirit Clan had made the final outcome of this Pill Convention elusive and impossible to predict.
Those truly rational senior figures from the major factions, those who understood the inside story, all knew very well that the Pill Tower could not truly be suppressed by Ling Zhuo, a mere Dou Zun. How could the Pill Tower's ten-thousand-year foundation be so easily shaken?
Yet Ling Zhuo was still doing perfectly well. He could even swagger through Holy Pill City and openly clash with the Pill Tower, joining forces with the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion to create the Heavenly Secrets Talents Ranking. The Pill Tower could not simply make him disappear; instead, it had rather awkwardly joined in and taken control of two of the five evaluations.
This showed that the Spirit Clan behind Ling Zhuo was no ordinary force—far from it. Wasn't the Pill Tower's alteration of the Pill Convention rules also meant to deal with the Spirit Clan?
No matter what the Spirit Clan's goal was, this colossal entity was now beginning to move. For many, this was the best opportunity to flock to its