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A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out as Old Mu Gu staggered two steps back before barely steadying himself. His lips trembled, eyes filled with venomous hatred as he stared at Wei Yang and Xiao Yan. That devouring expression made him look especially terrifying.
With Old Mu Gu's status, not only in Hall of Souls but even across the entire Central Plains, he was a renowned figure.
Yet now, he had been publicly humiliated and injured at the hands of these two juniors, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan. How could he possibly swallow this humiliation so easily?
But no matter how furious he was inside, at this very moment he had to forcibly suppress his killing intent.
He understood well — his mere appearance here had already made Xuan Kongzi and the others view him as a nail in the eye, a thorn in the flesh. The only reason they had not acted yet was because they lacked a proper excuse.
But the moment he dared to make the slightest overstep, what awaited him would be the thunderous wrath of the Pill Tower.
"You two juniors, don't be so pleased with yourselves. The Pill Gathering isn't over yet. This Five-Colored Pill Lightning, even for an old man like me, must be faced with extreme caution. You think with your strength you can withstand it? Simply delusional!"
Suppressing the fury in his chest, Old Mu Gu suddenly raised his head toward the two enormous masses of Five-Colored Thunderclouds above, and sneered coldly.
Personally receiving Pill Lightning — this was also considered one of the tests of the Pill Gathering.
A Tier 8 pill was far too powerful, stirring the killing intent of heaven and earth, which sought to destroy it.
If an alchemist could not protect the pill, then the pill would be destroyed on the spot. Thus, to endure the Pill Lightning and safeguard the pill could also be seen as the final trial.
Pill Lightning increased in strength along with pill quality. A Five-Colored Pill Lightning like this — even mid-level Dou Zun experts would not dare to take it lightly.
In Old Mu Gu's view, a lightning strike that even he had to treat with such caution was something these two juniors, merely at the Dou Zong realm, could never possibly endure. Even with various methods, taking the Pill Lightning was not an easy matter.
Because aside from resisting it head-on, there was no other method.
If unlucky, the pill might be destroyed during the process of receiving the lightning. And if that happened, not only would they lose the championship, they would even be stripped of qualification to compete.
After all, if the pill was gone, how could they compete?
Hearing Old Mu Gu's sneering words, the deafening roars from the crowd slightly subsided.
At this moment, they finally realized — or recalled — that Wei Yang and Xiao Yan's cultivation was only at the Dou Zong level. One was a peak Nine-Star Dou Zong. The other, an Eight-Star Dou Zong.
Such strength was already quite impressive, but compared with this Five-Colored Pill Lightning, it seemed somewhat lacking.
Many people exchanged worried glances. They had already refined a Five-Colored Tier Eight pill — could they really fall at this final hurdle of receiving the lightning?
Normally, whether one could take Pill Lightning was never something an alchemist needed to worry about.
Because during ordinary pill refinement, there were always plenty of people willing to help alchemists resist the lightning.
After all, alchemists never relied on combat power.
Anyone capable of refining a high-tier pill would naturally have countless strong experts coming to guard them. Finding helpers was never a problem.
But now, this Pill Gathering's test of receiving lightning was a long-standing rule. Even if it didn't match real-life practice, there could be no exceptions.
After all, since the Pill Gathering had been held, never before had there been such a situation. Dou Zong experts actually refining a Five-Colored Tier Eight pill. And not just one, but two of them.
It was far too unbelievable. Had they not seen it with their own eyes, most people would have scoffed outright.
Amid countless suspicious and worried gazes, Wei Yang and Xiao Yan, the ones involved, simply smiled faintly.
They raised their heads, staring at the Five-Colored Thunderclouds gathering above them. The smiles on their lips only grew deeper.
Xiao Yan was not anxious — because to the Earth Demon Puppet, the Five-Colored Pill Lightning was a perfect tonic!
And Wei Yang was even less anxious. Whether for him or for the Death Life Flame, the Five-Colored Pill Lightning was nothing more than food!
The Hou beast delighted in consuming thunder and fire. And Wei Yang, possessing the bloodline of the Hou, was the same.
Staring at the Five-Colored Pill Lightning at this moment, Wei Yang felt a faint trembling in his heart. He immediately understood — his chance to break through to Dou Zun had likely arrived.
Crack!
A dazzling bolt of lightning tore through the silence, ripping apart the dark heavens and illuminating the world as if it were day.
Where it passed, the void silently split open with a black scar. Immediately after, it came crashing straight toward Wei Yang.
Roar!
Wei Yang raised his head and let out a thunderous howl. From his mouth, two sharp fangs extended. His eyes turned scarlet. On his forehead, the blood-red sun totem flared as if burning.
Swish!
From the tips of his ten fingers, sharp claws popped out. His entire body erupted in a layer of blood flames and crimson lightning arcs. Such a sight made countless people in the arena reveal looks of shock on their faces.
Boom!
Wei Yang stomped fiercely against the stone platform, his whole body transforming into a streak of blood-red shadow that shot into the sky, taking the initiative to meet that descending Pill Lightning.
What stunned everyone was that Wei Yang did not use any form of defense at all — he directly met that ferocious lightning strike with his body.
Whoa~
The entire arena erupted in commotion, many people could not help but stand up, and the timid ones even turned their heads away, unable to bear watching.
"Courting death!" Old Mu Gu's face was full of wild joy.
The brat was simply arrogant beyond reason.
To dare meet the Five-Colored Pill Lightning with nothing but his flesh?!Did he think he was a magical beast? No, even a Dou Zun-level magical beast would not dare to do such a thing.
And yet—
Rumble~
That patch of void shattered inch by inch, collapsing into a black hole more than a zhang wide.
But to everyone's shock, the blood-red figure that had resisted the Five-Colored Lightning with his bare body stood firmly within that black hole.
Not only was he unharmed.
But those explosive thunderbolts actually converged like rivers returning to the sea, surging toward his body, then being devoured by him.
He was devouring the Five-Colored Pill Lightning?!
The moment this scene was noticed, countless spectators felt their hair stand on end. The wild joy on Old Mu Gu's face instantly froze, replaced by a trace of terror.
"It seems Brother Wei has indeed obtained quite the opportunity over these years!"
Watching Wei Yang, who was now bathed in endless lightning, his body frenziedly devouring the terrifying power, Xiao Yan could not help but sigh in admiration.
He had thought Wei Yang would, just like back in the Black-Corner Region, rely on Heavenly Flames to absorb the lightning's strength.
He never expected that Wei Yang would directly choose to face it with his flesh. From the looks of it, he was even using the lightning's power to temper and refine his body.
To absorb the power of lightning. Even Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a tinge of envy. The Flame Mantra was indeed powerful, but it had its limitations.
After all, the number of Heavenly Flames in the world was still far too few.
But lightning… was common.
Especially for high-level alchemists — as long as they worked hard enough, Pill Lightning would naturally come.
Then he shook his head with a faint smile. He stopped thinking about it. Everyone had their own path. And from the moment he had chosen to cultivate the Flame Mantra, he knew there would never be any room for regret.
Of course, he had no regrets.
Because without the Flame Mantra, he would never have grown to his current level in such a short time.
Though every time he devoured a Heavenly Flame was a gamble with death, he still accepted it willingly. His palm lifted slightly, and the ring on his finger flashed faintly with light.
Immediately, a dazzling silver figure appeared before him.
The Earth Demon Puppet, after Old Mu Gu's sneak attack that night, had been devastated almost beyond repair.
Not only were its bones and tendons shattered, even its skin, harder than refined steel, had been torn apart in many places, exposing the silver dry flesh inside.
It was a puppet nearly destroyed, damaged to a state almost too pitiful to look at.
Fortunately, it had neither intelligence nor senses of pain. As long as its body wasn't completely annihilated, it would always obey Xiao Yan's command. Moreover, it could use the power of lightning to repair itself — even to evolve.
"This time, it'll be up to you."
Xiao Yan lightly patted the battered body of the Earth Demon Puppet and smiled.
Then he suddenly raised his head, staring at the Five-Colored Thunderclouds above that had begun to emit a low, rumbling roar. Laughing boldly, he shouted, "Come!"
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