Time passed, and early this morning, after the Divine Emperor's grand birthday celebration came to an end, guests from all around began to leave.
However, they did not depart from Divine City, and most people were still lingering in the city.
As for Mo Wangchen, he was sitting cross-legged alone in the palace, and by the time the bright sun set and the dusky sunset filled the sky, he had almost completed refining the Concentration Pill.
In this refining session, Mo Wangchen managed to produce ten Concentration Pills. After all, this was a Holy Rank seven-grade Pill, and continuously refining ten pills consumed a lot of his perception.
Naturally, the ten consecutive Alchemy Tribulations that appeared also alarmed many cultivators in the city.
Only a few people guessed that this must be Mo Wangchen refining Concentration Pills for Emperor Bright.
"Brother Mo!"
"Master Mo!"
