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Half a month passed quietly thanks to the efforts of many alchemists.
The fragrance of elixirs permeated the air, growing ever stronger, and the weary spectators felt refreshed with each breath, signaling that the alchemy competition had entered its most intense phase. Although contestants had been completing their alchemy over the past half-month, the much-anticipated alchemical lightning had yet to arrive—even the top performer who had drawn dark clouds had only managed to create a few energy fluctuations within the clouds, failing to produce even the faintest spark of lightning.
As time quietly slipped by amidst the leaping flames of the cauldron, the success rate of producing sixth-grade pills had significantly increased, foreshadowing the true climax. Experienced spectators knew full well that the most exciting moment of this grand event would be when seventh-grade and even eighth-grade pills emerged from the cauldron. The temporarily absent thunder was not a sign of disappointment, but rather, like the calm before the storm, it was gathering energy that would shake the heavens and earth.
Inside Xiao Yan's medicine cauldron, all the materials extracted from the herbs had been fused together under his constant control. However, with the fusion of nearly a hundred materials, the initial form of that pill was already the size of an infant's head.
Clearly, Xiao Yan is still a long way from truly achieving pill formation. However, he is not in a hurry at all, since the final result of the Pill Gathering is not determined by speed.
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As time went on, thunderous sounds appeared frequently, and finally, a silvery-white bolt of lightning crashed down.
That was triggered by the first alchemist to refine a mid-grade seventh-rank pill. Generally, only when a pill truly reaches the mid-grade seventh rank or higher will a lightning bolt, similar to a heavenly tribulation, appear. However, the lightning bolt attracted by this mid-grade seventh-rank pill was still much weaker than the lightning bolt attracted by the eighth-rank pill that Xiao Yan encountered.
However, this person was quite satisfied. Holding the seventh-grade pill the size of a longan, he couldn't contain his excitement and cheered.
Few people criticized him for his outburst, since being able to refine a mid-grade seventh-rank pill was enough to prove his strength, and such a person would be extremely popular and respected anywhere on the continent.
After calming down a bit, this person had a sliver of hope in his heart: was there still a chance for him to enter the top ten with his mid-level seventh rank?
As he focused his attention on the core area, any lingering hope in his heart vanished completely. There were at least thirty or forty people in the cauldron whose energy surpassed his. It was simply impossible for his mid-grade seventh-rank pill to enter the top ten.
With his success, it was as if he had successfully opened the valve of the heavenly thunder, and thunder continued to emerge.
Most of those still remaining on the stage are truly talented, aiming for the final ten spots. Of course, there are still a very few who are obsessed with fame and refuse to admit that their refining process is complete, as well as someone who is still stubbornly clinging to a fourth-grade pill.
After the intermediate seventh-grade pills, as the quality of the pills continued to improve, high-grade seventh-grade pills gradually appeared, and the continuous, undulating pill lightning attracted the attention of everyone present. After all, the pill lightning of high-grade seventh-grade pills was already quite awe-inspiring; it was extremely rare to see even in the Central Continent. Only at this pill gathering could such a spectacular sight be seen continuously.
However, before the audience could even guess the person's identity, their attention was completely drawn to the commotion elsewhere. The reason was simple: Yi Xu of the Tianming Sect had finished making the pill!
The moment the cauldron was opened, a grayish-purple mist surged and rose as if alive, instantly covering the entire stone platform with spiderweb-like ice cracks. A pill covered with strange spiral patterns burst forth from the mist. In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth reversed wildly, thick dark clouds gathered at an alarming speed, and a huge pillar of energy, about ten feet long, shot straight into the sky.
Beneath this pillar of light, the dense lightning in the sky seemed to have encountered something terrifying, and retreated rapidly. The previously arrogant thunderclouds also hurriedly shrank back, not daring to touch the pillar of light in the slightest.
Amidst countless shocked gazes, the beam of light soared straight into the sky. Immediately afterward, clouds and mist suddenly appeared where the beam of light passed, and in just a few blinks, they condensed into a massive thundercloud with a diameter of tens of feet!
Moreover, what is most shocking is that the thunderclouds formed this time are not the somewhat illusory silver-white color, but a silver color that is almost substantial!
"What's going on? Why is Yi Xu's Dan Lei so strange?"
"You ignorant fool, this is the true symbol of an eighth-grade pill, a single-colored pill lightning."
"Terrifying indeed."
"An eighth-grade elixir, a true eighth-grade!"
Meanwhile, everyone in the Pill Tower on the high platform was also attracted by this commotion. No matter who refined the eighth-grade pill, it deserved their special attention.
"Sure enough, by forcibly accelerating the process, the final time spent was even less than that of a peak seventh-grade pill." As Xuan Yi spoke, he also paid attention to Yao Qingyu and Xiao Yan. At this moment, they had not yet entered the final stage of condensing the embryonic form of the pill, let alone officially forming the pill.
Xuan Kongzi stroked his white beard, also very puzzled: "This one-colored thundercloud is still a bit of a stretch. If he were willing to slow down, the quality of the pills would definitely be on another level."
At this moment, none of the people in the Pill Tower understood Ling Zhuo's intentions, and Xiao Yan, who was controlling the pill to condense its final form, naturally did not understand either.
However, Xiao Yan was also somewhat envious of the continuously gathering, uniform thunderclouds. These thunderclouds were the best materials for his Heavenly Thunder Forging Spirit cultivation. But since he was currently refining pills, he couldn't just abandon his task and absorb them directly.
Before everyone could process the impact of the eighth-grade pill, a massive beam of energy shot straight into the sky once more. This time, the power generated by the pill directly shattered the high-quality medicine cauldron into pieces.
A beam of light streaked across the sky, causing clouds to rapidly gather. Then, amidst countless astonished gazes, two colors appeared. It was no longer a simple silver; a striking cyan had also been added to the silver.
"Another Rank 8 pill!!"
"Two-colored lightning, that's insane!!"
The entire square erupted in a frenzy at that moment. Countless people stared with bloodshot eyes at the brilliantly colored thunderclouds in the sky, their hearts pounding with excitement, their blood boiling in that instant!
After all, in the past, eighth-grade pills were usually enough to enter the top three in the pill gathering, but now it seems that it is far from enough.