All manner of preparations had been completed earlier, allowing each alchemist to exhibit their skills in the greatest environment that they could conceivably construct within a week's worth of time. Not a single second had been wasted by the Zeniths; even Suo Kai-Ming whose preparations were simple on the surface began to erupt with its stupendous wondrous effects towards the Alchemic Dao.
Their mental states were perfectly stable, not shaken by the others or by Wei Wuyin's abruptly executed trick to seal an instant winning round under his belt. It was made abundantly clear in the first few seconds that none of that had affected their hearts or minds in the slightest.
