Chapter 697: Refining the Soul-Merging Pill!

Noticing this uncomfortable gaze, the demon woman's eyes slowly opened, a cold light shooting forth as she looked at Yang Tian, filled with killing intent.

"So it's you. How amusing." When she noticed the young man's appearance, a gleam of cold light flashed in the demon woman's eyes. She did not recognize the youth she had once crushed with overwhelming force, but rather the one who had snatched her artifact yesterday.

Two piercing cold glares clashed in the void, startling those around who were resting with their eyes closed; they cast strange glances.

"This fellow is also an alchemist?" In a place surrounded by many alchemy prodigies, the mysterious woman's eyes, shimmering with hazy divine radiance, rippled slightly.

Throughout the entire scene, most eyes were fixed on this woman of extraordinary temperament, like a celestial maiden walking among mortals, to be admired only from afar.

"Hmm, what do you think? Can Yang Tian make it into the top ten?" In the palace floating in the void, Xuan Yuan Mu suddenly smiled.

"That little thief is so young; how could he compare with these people? Impossible." Yu Yao ground her small silver teeth and directly denied it.

"That's hard to say. With his personality, he's not one to just join in the fun." Xuan Yuan Mu shook his head slightly and said indifferently.

In the arena, Yang Tian sat cross-legged on the ground, sweeping his gaze over the surrounding figures. When he noticed Shangguan Hao, his eyes paused for a moment, and upon sensing his cultivation level, a hint of surprise appeared in his gaze.

"It seems the inheritance he obtained at the Divine Mountain last time was extraordinary; this guy has already stepped into the Great Sovereign realm." Rubbing his nose, Yang Tian calmed down; there was still some time before the alchemy convention began.

People kept entering the arena, and within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, nearly a thousand had arrived, astonishing many. The previous convention had only three to four hundred participants, but this time a thousand had come.

At this moment, the noisy scene gradually quieted down. An old man with a terrifying aura floated in the void, his eyes like divine lamps sweeping across the crowd; wherever they landed, everyone fell silent in awe.

"Welcome, geniuses from all races, to this alchemy convention. The rules are the same as before: you may refine any pill you wish, with a time limit of five days. Rankings will be determined by the quality of the pills."

His calm voice spread across the entire venue: "The top ten may enter the ninth floor of the Alchemy Tower to cultivate for ten days. Many of you must know the wonders within, right?"

The Alchemy Tower was a peculiar place, housing a flame that fell from beyond the heavens, radiating primal divine power that could aid in comprehending the origins. Anyone at the Emperor realm yearned to devour this power.

"The top ten will also receive many precious herbs and pills as rewards. I won't say more; begin." As his calm voice spread across the venue, the alchemists below instantly erupted with excitement.

Five days was not long in the eyes of alchemists. A sixth-grade pill alone took nearly a day to refine. If one failed repeatedly, they would be out of the competition.

Boom! Boom! One alchemy furnace after another landed, each extraordinary, radiating brilliant light. The sky and earth were instantly illuminated by colorful divine flames.

It was a breathtaking sight—the continent's top alchemists, young prodigies, gathered in such a grand spectacle, a rare occurrence.

The Li Fire Furnace landed. This was the first time Yang Tian had used it since acquiring it. He rubbed his nose, glanced at the youths who had already begun, and nodded.

A golden divine light shot out, and the furnace instantly expanded to a towering height, wreathed in red flames, each thread distorting the void, the temperature extremely high.

Although this commotion was not small, compared to the flashy techniques around him, it did not attract much attention.

"Tsk, tsk, so this furnace was auctioned off by Yang Tian. It seems that grand gesture was also his doing." Xuan Yuan Mu looked at the furnace in his hand and couldn't help but marvel.

"I wonder what technique that little thief used to outbid even the divine stone!" Yu Yao's small eyelashes fluttered as she spoke in surprise.

The price of divine stones was extremely high; even their clan did not casually use divine stones to auction items.

This furnace did draw some attention. Yang Tian channeled wisps of golden energy from his palm, altering the furnace's appearance, and then breathed a sigh of relief at his earlier carelessness.

When he sensed a furious divine light, Yang Tian turned his head slightly, grinned at the demon woman, and then looked away.

"Despicable!" Her jade hand clenched with a crackling sound, the fury within it self-evident.

She still couldn't forget the mockery from that day's auction, and she wished she could devour Yang Tian's flesh and blood right now. The Wheel Sea divine technique of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art must not fall into the hands of outsiders.

"I will definitely tear out your tendons and flay your skin, making you suffer the torment of ten thousand demons gnawing at your heart!" She gritted her teeth fiercely and withdrew her gaze.

Yang Tian was silent for a moment, then a precious herb appeared in his hand, emerald green with seven leaves. This was the Seven-Leaf Soul Flower, a rare herb he had obtained from the Divine Mountain and had never used.

"Although I have three Soul-Merging Flowers, I only have two sets of ingredients. I can only afford one failure." Clenching his fist, Yang Tian murmured to himself.

Yang Tian had deduced the refining method for the Soul-Merging Pill many times, but he was still not very confident. His greatest assurance came from the Green Moon Divine Milk.

The artifact spirit of the Mountain and River Diagram had said that this divine milk was extremely beneficial for alchemy, so he dared to take the risk.

The Seven-Leaf Soul Flower fell into the furnace. Two types of primal divine power emerged from Yang Tian's hands and flew into the furnace.

A Thunder Flame Divine Dragon formed, and the Li Fire Furnace trembled, its temperature rapidly rising. The sound of Dao rumbled within the furnace, extraordinary.

Nine dragon-shaped flame vents instantly formed, spewing flames onto the precious herb. For an alchemist of Yang Tian's level, the first step was very easy; he only needed to wait.

Streams of alchemical fire soared into the sky, a thousand flames bursting high, a magnificent and stunning scene. The clouds in the void had long been burned away.

The scene was very quiet. Alchemists needed a quiet environment to refine pills. If anyone shouted loudly at this moment, they would likely be mercilessly killed by the Alchemy Alliance.

In the hazy palace, two figures sat cross-legged in the void, exuding terrifying auras.

"Old Alchemist Dan, the first place in this convention probably won't belong to either of our factions." A figure radiating intense heat said calmly.

"That's hard to say. Our alliance's young man could already refine seventh-grade mid-grade pills a year ago. This time, he should be able to refine seventh-grade high-grade pills." Dan Xuan muttered.

If anyone were here, they would be shocked. Dan Xuan was the former leader of the Alchemy Alliance, immensely powerful and a top figure in the alchemy world.

"Who knows, there might even be an eighth-grade pill this time. That otherworldly woman's pill is extraordinary, and she has already reached the Emperor Lord realm at such a young age. Not simple."

"Strange, what are these otherworldly people doing on our continent?" Dan Xuan was puzzled and muttered to himself: "An eighth-grade pill is not something you can just refine; the difficulty is immense."

"You'll know in time. I visited the Heavenly Mechanism Sect a few days ago, and that old man said the continent is about to fall into chaos, but it's also an opportunity for the rise of all races. It all depends on fate." The old man said slowly.

A trace of worry appeared in Dan Xuan's eyes. The demon race's affairs were still unresolved, and now otherworldly figures were arriving—this was not a good omen.

"Alas, our continent no longer even qualifies to participate in the otherworldly battlefield. I hope this chaos will bring us some benefit." A soft murmur came from the other person's mouth.

In the blink of an eye, half a day had passed. The sun blazed fiercely, the sky and earth scorching hot. Many juniors were drenched in sweat; the temperature here was extremely high, all due to the alchemical flames.

Inside the Li Fire Furnace, thunder flames surged. The two types of primal power were already formidable. Yang Tian could sense that his alchemy skills, upon touching the primal source, were advancing by leaps and bounds.

When the last shred of the flower dissolved, a multicolored liquid medicine formed, emitting a faint fragrance that invigorated the nearby alchemists.

"Hmm, is this fellow refining a seventh-grade pill? This medicinal fragrance has already eased my soul power a lot." Many alchemists were momentarily distracted before refocusing.

The nine flame vents continuously spewed thunder flames, constantly refining the impurities. Yang Tian dared not be careless in the slightest, perfecting each step before proceeding to the next.