One month later.
Aiwen Star.
On an altar brimming with an ancient aura, a young man sat with his eyes closed, controlling the flames.
Ancient glowing inscriptions formed rings around the altar's patterns, helping the young man stabilize the enormous green sphere of light above his head.
The green sphere was Pure Life Origin Power in its purest form. The energy fluctuation contained within was terrifying—just a palm-sized portion could easily blow a War God-level expert to death.
One could only imagine the pressure and danger the young man was enduring.
"Lin Yi won't be in trouble, will he? If this kid dies here, my boss won't have anywhere to go."
Hei Hou, who was watching from the side, could not help frowning.
Even he felt deeply wary of those terrifying Energy Fluctuations.
If it exploded, forget Lin Yi—even Hei Hou was not confident he could survive.
"Hmph!"
Xi Yue answered with a cold snort, then shot Hei Hou a displeased glare.
The meaning in her eyes was obvious:
If you can't talk, then shut your damn mouth!
"Hold steady, kid."
"Don't rush. That thing is ownerless now. You've already refined it to a high enough purity. Hold on a little longer, and you'll be able to condense the pills."
Within Lin Yi's Divine Sense, Wu Zhiqi and the Great Sage were both staring intently at the sphere of light above his head.
Although Wu Zhiqi did not understand alchemy, he could still sense the progress through the purity of the Source Power within.
He was right. Lin Yi only needed to hold on a little longer to succeed.
Then, that enormous sphere of Source Power would condense into pills.
Lin Yi had not closed his eyes for fifteen days and nights.
Even with the Immortal Fruit's Infinite recovery ability,