socalfunplaces 583. The momentum is overwhelming
583. The momentum is overwhelming
The members of the Pill Tower stared intently at the thunderclouds in the sky, their hearts sinking to the bottom. It was truly not their fault for being complacent; Ling Zhuo's performance was simply too stunning. Even with all the manipulation the Spirit Clan had done before, Ling Zhuo's achievement was genuine; he couldn't possibly refuse the title of Pill Gathering champion.
Regardless of the Eldar's next move, it's now completely unstoppable.
"To gamble with the future of the Spirit Clan's prodigies, doesn't the Spirit Clan's plan seem a bit too ruthless?" Xuan Kongzi said to Ling He.
Upon hearing this, Ling He knew perfectly well that this was Xuan Kongzi's last struggle. She truly didn't want to see Ling Zhuo suffer any losses at the Pill Tower meeting, affecting his future, but with Ling Haonan backing him up, she would absolutely not presume to interfere. Faced with Xuan Kongzi's unwillingness, Ling He simply said calmly, "The affairs of the Spirit Clan are none of your concern, everyone in the Pill Tower."
Venerable Mingshui gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Linghe, the Spirit Clan has offended so many alchemists at once. Aren't you afraid that the Spirit Clan's reputation will be ruined?"
"Hehe, you don't need to try to trick me. What has my clan done?" Linghe's expression remained calm and composed. "Besides, in the end, all people care about is the final outcome. What happened in between will be forgotten in time."
At this point, the Danta members were completely clear about the Spirit Clan's attitude: as long as they won the final championship, with Ling Zhuo's strong victory and the Spirit Clan's background, they could likely overcome many obstacles.
In fact, as Ling Zhuo's pill was officially produced, the five-colored pill lightning was blocked thanks to prior preparation. The dark golden pill instantly became the focus of the entire event.
Ling Yu gave Yi Xu a look, and the latter, understanding the situation, flew out and shouted, "Yi Xu of the Spirit Clan, Eighth Grade Core Formation, One Color Core Lightning."
Then Dan Chen and Cao Ying exchanged a brief glance before stepping forward.
"The Spirit Clan's Dan Chen, having achieved the eighth grade of pill formation, possesses a single-colored pill lightning."
"Cao Ying of the Spirit Clan, Eighth Grade Pill Formation, Two-Colored Pill Lightning."
After the three introduced themselves, Ling Yu stepped forward: "Ling Yu of the Ling Clan, Eighth Grade Core Formation, Two-Colored Core Lightning!"
The four introductions drew everyone's attention, and the atmosphere in the room rose steadily. Clearly, this was a pre-planned move by the Spirit Clan. After Ling Yu finished her introduction, the crowd, who should have responded, suddenly fell into a brief silence. Everyone knew very well what was going to happen next, and the real protagonist of this demonstration was yet to appear!
Because of the depletion of his essence and blood, Ling Zhuo's aura was slightly weak, but in this momentous occasion, he still displayed the demeanor expected of a young prodigy from a family descended from a Dou Di.
With a simple activation of his own pill, the dark golden pill floated in front of him, more powerful than any words!
"Lingzhuo of the Spirit Clan, Eighth Grade Pill Refinement—Five-Colored Pill Lightning!"
The entire audience was completely ignited by this simple sentence, and the whole square suddenly erupted with a deafening roar.
Tens of thousands of spectators suddenly rose from their seats, and the crisp sound of countless clapping hands and shouts merged into a thunderous roar. The huge wave of sound even shattered the remaining thunderclouds in the sky.
"Five-Colored Crimson Thunder! Who can rival it!"
"The true number one in the Alchemy Society."
"This is the spirit of youth."
"Young Master Ling, Young Master Ling!"
"The Spirit Race shall rise!" Someone shouted this first, and it instantly spread like wildfire throughout the entire area. Some self-proclaimed figures exchanged horrified glances amidst this scene, while smaller factions affiliated with the Spirit Race waved enormous banners embroidered with the words "Spirit Race" with fanaticism, hundreds of brocade banners fluttering in the roar. Even the sighs of the elders of the Pill Tower atop the floating platform were drowned out by the boiling clamor.
Ling Zhuo stood with his hands behind his back on the stone platform, his robes fluttering even without wind, truly embodying the image of a dashing and proud young talent.
The roar reached its peak the moment Ling He raised her hand in a gesture of suppression. With just a glance, this Dou Sheng powerhouse transformed the boiling cheers into a rhythmic boom: "Ling! Zhuo! Champion!"
Each shout was accompanied by a thousand bursts of battle qi, and the entire Holy Pill City seemed to tremble amidst the cheers. Even many alchemists who had previously exploded their cauldrons had no choice but to mechanically clap along with the crowd. There was no way around it; when the noise of the crowd reached its limit, it would take away many people's ability to think calmly.
This was the effect the Spirit Clan had painstakingly cultivated in Saint Pill City for over a year, finally achieving. Due to internal clan matters, the Spirit Clan no longer needed to live in seclusion as before. Now that they were emerging into the world, they naturally wanted to use this most prestigious gathering in Central Continent to forcefully announce their existence!
A colossal behemoth that may even surpass the Pill Tower and the Soul Palace!
Looking at this scene, Linghe still felt a little regretful: it seemed that Elder Mu Gu of the Soul Palace had perished in the Pill Realm, otherwise this scene could have been even bigger!
Faced with such overwhelming force, most of the Pill Tower members were already in despair. They had tried their best, but ultimately failed to stop the Spirit Clan's attempt to forcibly intervene in the Pill Gathering. Ling Zhuo's formidable performance also left everyone with a profound sense of powerlessness. So much so that many subconsciously forgot that there was still one person on the stone platform, completely absorbed in alchemy… To be precise, there were still two, but Lei Jingxiao ultimately failed to refine a fourth-grade pill, his cauldron exploding countless times in the process.
With a disheveled face, Lei Jingxiao walked silently to Wei Jiangyuan and Yao Qingyu's side and began to wait for Xiao Yan, who was still in the alchemy posture.
Although Wei Jiangyuan was in a bad mood, he still took the initiative to ask the dejected Lei Jingxiao, "Why did you stop?"
Lei Jingxiao sighed deeply, his voice tinged with grievance, and muttered softly, "We've run out of medicinal herbs..."
Seeing this, Yao Qingyu took the initiative to gently comfort her, "It's alright. After all, you don't have the wood attribute, so it's already quite good that you've done this well."
Lei Jingxiao felt comforted, and the dejection in his eyes lessened somewhat. Of course, more importantly, Wei Jiangyuan did not take the opportunity to tease him at this moment, and even patted him on the shoulder, which was unusual for him.
"I could have done it, but these guys were just too noisy!" Lei Jingxiao deftly shifted the blame, then sensed the increasingly concentrated energy within Xiao Yan's medicine cauldron: "How's my brother? Can he win?"
Upon hearing this, Yao Qingyu's expression turned somewhat grim: "Ling Zhuo performed too well; it will be quite difficult for Senior Brother Xiao Yan to win."
Wei Jiangyuan shook his head and corrected him seriously, "To be precise, there is absolutely no chance of winning!"