Pills and Heavenly Flames

With Gu Lie, Fire Spirit, Hun Xuzi, and the others joining in, the great formation, which had been gradually collapsing, stabilized. The Medicine Emperor Remnant Soul's illusory body also became somewhat more solid.

High in the sky, a pair of indifferent eyes looked down upon everything, black flames flickering within their pupils. Void Devouring Flame, hidden in the shadows, suppressed his excitement and patiently waited for Black-Clad Yao Chen and the Medicine Emperor Remnant Soul to determine the victor.

It was he who had ordered Hun Xuzi to support the Medicine Clan, thereby forcing Black-Clad Yao Chen to expend even more energy.

After failing to break the formation for so long, Black-Clad Yao Chen seemed to grow impatient. He retreated slightly as blood seeped from his right hand. Raising his arm high, he swung it down fiercely.

A massive dragon claw appeared in the sky and descended abruptly with the force of the heavens collapsing.

The Medicine Emperor Remnant Soul, appearing as an old man in hemp clothes, raised a hand. A gigantic medicinal cauldron appeared above his head. Its surface was covered in mysterious patterns that vaguely outlined all manner of scenes: mountains and rivers, sun and moon, stars, birds, beasts, insects, fish...

An ancient, solemn aura rippled outward, as though prehistoric ancestors were singing at the tops of their lungs.

The dragon claw collided with the medicinal cauldron. A long, resonant hum rang out, followed by an indescribably immense explosion. The terrifying energy storm nearly tore the entire Medicine Realm in half.

The great formation dimmed somewhat. The old man's phantom became even more insubstantial, and his aura visibly withered.

Black-Clad Yao Chen's face was pale as well. Clearly, the impact had not been easy for him either.

After catching his breath, he raised his right hand again,