Wan Danseigneville, the center.
Even in Danseigneville, not everyone was an alchemist.
But at this moment.
A sea of people had gathered in the huge square in the center. More than seventy percent of them were alchemists!
As one of the few grand alchemy events in the Xuantian Great World, the Myriad Pill Ceremony had attracted most of the alchemists in the Eastern Divine Prefecture.
These alchemists might not be strong, but they would not miss out on this opportunity.
However, there was a huge empty space in the center of the square.
It was not that the other alchemists did not want to enter, but that a Saint had set up a restriction to keep everyone outside.
It was equivalent to a martial arts arena. Inside the restriction was the place where all the powerful alchemists could show off their skills.
Outside the restriction were the audience seats. However, both the martial arts arena and the audience seats were huge.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect the Myriad Pill Ceremony to have so many people."
In the sky, an old man looked down at the sea of people and the empty streets of Danseigneville. He could not help but exclaim.
"Old Monster Xu, you don't understand. The Myriad Pill Ceremony is held by a Saint's sect. How could it be short of people?
"Even an old monster like you was lured out, right?"
At the side, an old man's figure slowly appeared. He looked at the old man and said with a smile.
The old man called Old Monster Xu chuckled. "I just found out that Banten Seimune was willing to take out the Myriad Pill Sacred Canon. Naturally, I don't know about the grand occasion of the Myriad Pill Ceremony.
However, you, Old Monster Lin, have thousands of years of cultivation. Why are you here to participate in the Myriad Pill Ceremony? "
"Of course." Old Demon Lin smiled faintly. "Such a grand event is rare."
"Although we have devoted ourselves to studying alchemy, it is impossible for us to enter the Saint Realm. Naturally, we have to come to this grand event."
"Moreover, Banten Seimune is a rare alchemy Saint's sect. Although the sacred canon, the Myriad Pill Sacred Canon, is incomplete, most of it has been recovered."
"What is recorded in it is of great use to us."
Old Monster Lin smiled. Old Monster Xu nodded slightly.
It was not only them. Many of the alchemists who had become famous a long time ago, yet still decided to participate in the Myriad Pill Grand Ceremony, all had the same goal in mind.
What they valued was no longer the glory of the Myriad Pill Ceremony, but the ceremony itself!
They wholeheartedly pursued the Dao, and they only wished to become saints in the Dao of Alchemy!
"Wait a minute, this is …"
At this moment, Old Demon Lin's expression suddenly changed, and his aura was forcefully restrained.
The two people who were flying in the air were instantly unable to maintain their flying state and were directly pressed down!
An incomparably powerful aura swept across the entire place at this instant.
Above one and a half meters, there was a terrifying pressure that could not be resisted. In merely an instant, tens of thousands of people bent their backs.
Their faces were filled with shock.
This pressure had already surpassed that of Wu Zun at his peak, but it was still far from the level of a Saint.
In other words …
This time, Banten Seimune actually sent a Half-Saint!
Even though Banten Seimune was the strongest alchemy faction in the Eastern Sky Divine Region and had a Saint in charge, a Half-Saint was equivalent to a Great Elder, a Grand Elder, or even a Deputy Sect Leader!
"It's the Elder of Dragon Mountain!"
At this moment, someone exclaimed as they looked at the hunched old man walking in the air as if he was walking on flat ground.
The old man was not tall. Even if he stood up straight, he would not be one and a half meters tall.
Now that he was hunched, he was only one and a half meters tall.
His face was also very ordinary. It was full of wrinkles, and his skin was even a little dry. If it were not for the fact that the Dragon Scepter in his hand was so special, everyone would have thought that …
This person was just an old man with one foot in the grave that could be seen everywhere.
However, no one present dared to underestimate this ordinary-looking old man.
This was because he was known as the Elder of Dragon Mountain.
Banten Seimune, Great Elder, peak Lesser Saint alchemist! Cultivation base, Half-Saint!
"I didn't expect the Elder of Dragon Mountain to come this time!"
Someone sucked in a breath of cold air and fell into deep shock.
In the past, it was already good enough to have a peak Wu Zun in charge. This peak Wu Zun was mostly not someone with real power.
However, although the Elder of Dragon Mountain was dedicated to alchemy, his influence in Banten Seimune was not even comparable to that of the Deputy Sect Leader.
An old monster who had lived for ten thousand years, a Half-Saint alchemist who was only one step away from entering the Saint realm!
Under the pressure of a Half-Saint, no one could stand up!
Even Old Monster Xu and Old Monster Lin, who were also Lesser Saint, could only bow at this moment. Even though they were all Lesser Saint, there was a huge difference between them.
They were just beginners. They could not be compared to the Elder of Dragon Mountain, who was a Half-Saint alchemist who had accumulated a thousand years of experience.
"Oh?"
At this moment, the Elder of Dragon Mountain, who was just about to speak, suddenly noticed a young man who was much taller in the sea of people.
His expression was calm, and the power of his Primordial Spirit fluctuated, faintly forming the radiance of stars.
This young man was the only one standing in the area that the Elder of Dragon Mountain was facing, among the one hundred and thirty thousand people!
"A Primordial Spirit protection? This control … is a little interesting. "
A look of surprise flashed across the Elder of Dragon Mountain's turbid eyes. Then, he no longer looked at Tianyang.
Although Tianyang was a little special, he could not attract the attention of the Elder of Dragon Mountain, who had lived for ten thousand years.
There was a segment like this in every Myriad Pill Ceremony. From time to time, someone would resist the pressure and stand proudly.
However, this time, it was the strongest pressure in ten thousand years.
That person was Tianyang!
Using the Secret Technique of Seven Stars as a foundation, he gathered the power of his Primordial Spirit and protected himself within, like the stars surrounding the moon.
That enormous pressure acted on Tianyang's body. Tianyang probably could not withstand it.
However, once the Secret Technique of Seven Stars was used, standing was no problem.
If a Saint Realm Sword Dao was used, it would probably be able to cut through the pressure in an instant. However, that would be too eye-catching.
Tianyang still wanted to keep a low profile.
"Now …"
The Elder of Dragon Mountain spoke with a trembling voice. His old voice resounded throughout the entire square, allowing the millions of people to hear it clearly.
"Myriad Pill Sacred Token, out."
In the next moment, everyone discovered that the Myriad Pill Sacred Token that they had hidden in their spatial bags, spatial rings, or in their bodies had suddenly released rays of light!
Rays of light shot out from the center of the Myriad Pill Sacred Token. Then, all the Myriad Pill Sacred Tokens flew into the sky at the same time.
Out of the millions of people, only tens of thousands had the Myriad Pill Sacred Token.
Only one percent of the people could participate in the Myriad Pill Ceremony.
"Those who hold the Myriad Pill Sacred Token can enter the first round and undergo the screening."
The Elder of Dragon Mountain spoke. Then, within the restriction.
All of a sudden, a deep spatial door opened.
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