Led by Ghost Bone, Song Wen arrived above the exploded mountain peak.
The dust raised by the explosion had yet to disperse. Rocks had collapsed across the mountain, leaving devastation as far as the eye could see.
Several dust-covered cultivators stood amid the chaotic rubble. At their head was a slovenly man at the Tribulation Transcendence stage, while the others were all at the Mahayana stage.
The slovenly man stared at the scattered fragments of the pill furnace, his expression dark and gloomy.
As for the Mahayana cultivators, all of them had suffered significant injuries from the blast, yet none dared even breathe too loudly.
"Elder Wan Liang, come here at once. This Sect Master will introduce you to a senior," Ghost Bone said.
"Wan Liang" was naturally the slovenly man.
He raised his eyes and looked toward Song Wen and Ghost Bone in the air.
"Sect Master, did someone tamper with the sect's spiritual fire just now?"
Ghost Bone glanced sideways at Song Wen before replying without directly answering.
"What makes you say that?"
Wan Liang said, "There was an abnormal fluctuation in the fire just now, which caused the furnace to explode."
"This..." Ghost Bone changed the subject. "We will discuss this later. Hurry and pay your respects to Immortal Du Hun."
"Immortal?"
Only then did Wan Liang's gaze fall upon Song Wen.
"Greetings, Immortal Du Hun."
Wan Liang bowed to Song Wen, but neither his expression nor his words showed much respect.
Song Wen descended and landed before Wan Liang.
"Elder Wan Liang, I am also an alchemist, and I am quite curious. What kind of elixir are you refining? Why are there still so many soul fragments lingering in the air?"
"Reporting to Immortal, this junior wishes to refine an elixir that can help ghosts break