Utterly Defeated, Pill Spirit Transformation

Sparks flew, and explosions shook the heavens.

At the price of blowing up his furnace, the Blood-Eyed Medicine King staged a soul-stirring "fireworks feast," leaving everyone dazzled and spellbound, their eyes swimming.

When the smoke and dust slowly dispersed, a figure in tattered clothes, his whole body smeared with blood, crawled out of the ruins with difficulty. In that miserable state, all he lacked was a broken bowl by his hand, and he could have gone straight to crouch under a bridge and beg.

"How could this happen!"

The Yellow Springs Pill Master's eyes nearly split with rage. He stared helplessly at the Blood-Eyed Medicine King's wretched state, his mind a tangled mess.

The scheme he had managed for many years, the vice alliance leader's seat that had been within easy reach, had all turned completely into bubbles with that boom.

At this moment, he slumped in his throne like an old eunuch with one foot in the grave. That earlier overbearing, arrogant flame had long since vanished without a trace.

"He was perfectly fine, yet he insisted on provoking someone he shouldn't have... truly, the evil one brings on himself cannot be survived."

All around, some people secretly shook their heads.

Those who usually acted ostentatiously warned themselves in silence even more: when a man runs wild, heaven will naturally collect him. This Blood-Eyed was a living example.

Under countless pitying gazes, the Blood-Eyed Medicine King swayed to his feet. The grief and fury in his heart had already reached the utmost extreme, impossible to wash clean even if he poured out all the waters of the Celestial River.

However, that explosion just now had already severely damaged his Divine Sense. Forget refining pills, even controlling flames was strenuous.

Aside from clenching his fists tight and screaming