"Great Elder is sincerely inviting Master to participate in the Alchemy Conference."
Hearing Wang Jiuchong's words, Zhang Junlan was quite surprised. Liu Qingyang and the others were also surprised.
They thought that the Sacred Soul Academy would send an invitation to the Dragon God Palace, but Wang Jiuchong directly invited them.
How important was it to be invited by the Sacred Soul Academy's Great Elder Wang Jiuchong?
"Palace Master, it's time for our Dragon God Alliance to grow stronger. We can use this Alchemy Conference to extend our influence to the Northern Xuan Region. If Palace Master can amaze everyone in the Alchemy Conference, I'm sure many forces will be willing to join our alliance," Yi Tianqing hurriedly whispered.
"Palace Master, Yi Tianqing is right. This is a good opportunity." Ye Tianwei also whispered.
"Alchemy Conference?" Feng Wuchen was slightly surprised. He didn't hear about it from Zhang Junlan.
"I heard that the Dragon God Palace Master is a seventh-grade alchemist. If the Dragon God Palace Master participates in the Alchemy Conference, his name will definitely spread throughout the continent. This time, all the genius alchemists in the continent will participate in the Alchemy Conference." Wang Jiuchong laughed happily. It seemed like he was praising, but in fact, he was throwing out bait.
The Third Elder Yang Xuantong added, "Great Elder is right. The Dragon God Palace Master is a seventh-grade alchemist. He will definitely dominate everyone!"
"Participating in the Alchemy Conference is not a problem, but I can't guarantee that I will have the time." Since the Great Elder of the Sacred Soul Academy personally invited him, Feng Wuchen couldn't refuse. However, Feng Wuchen couldn't guarantee that he would be able to participate in the Alchemy Conference.
The Power of Time hadn't been found yet, and he didn't know how long it would take. The Alchemy Conference would start in two months. Feng Wuchen didn't dare to say that he would be able to find the Power of Time in two months.
"This …" Feng Wuchen's answer stunned Wang Jiuchong and the others.
If he didn't have the time, what else could he do? Besides, he still had two months. What important thing couldn't he do as soon as possible?
"I'll try my best." Feng Wuchen shrugged.
Feng Wuchen was a Tier 7 Alchemist, but none of them could sense that Feng Wuchen had the slightest bit of soul power in him.
Apart from Wang Jiuchong, Second Elder Huan Ji was a seventh-grade blacksmith, Third Elder Yang Xuantong was a seventh-grade blacksmith, and Fourth Elder Nalan Ruxue was an eighth-grade inscriptionist.
The four of them had transcendent statuses on the continent, and their realms were unfathomable.
Even such terrifying existences couldn't see through Feng Wuchen's soul power.
Because of this, they were very curious. After all, in their early twenties, no one on the continent could step into the realm of a seventh-grade alchemist.
How could Feng Wuchen not know what Wang Jiuchong and the others were thinking? They wanted to confirm if Feng Wuchen was a Grade 7 Alchemist or not.
Feng Wuchen slowly stood up and said indifferently, "I've already gotten rid of most of the frost poison. Pay more attention in the future. Even if the frost poison flares up, you can suppress it. If there's nothing else, we'll take our leave first."
Feng Wuchen wanted to return to the Sumeru Abyss as soon as possible.
"Dragon God Palace Lord, are you really a Grade 7 Alchemist?"
Wang Jiuchong couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen activated a strand of Soul Power. The Soul Power of a Rank Seven Alchemist instantly spread out. Although it was only a strand of Soul Power, it was very domineering.
In the blink of an eye, the domineering soul power filled the entire hall.
The domineering soul power shocked Wang Jiuchong and the other elders. They froze on the spot and stared at Feng Wuchen with their mouths agape.
But it disappeared in an instant!
It disappeared in the blink of an eye as if it had never appeared. It felt like an illusion.
"Elders, farewell." Feng Wuchen smiled faintly and walked out of the palace.
"Big Brother Feng, they were stunned by your soul power. I'm afraid they couldn't hear you." Liu Qingyang said with a smug smile.
Feng Wuchen shook his head, "Let's go."
Feng Wuchen's group left the hall. Wang Jiuchong and the others were still in shock, as if they were frozen by Feng Wuchen.
"Hey, they're out!"
"What happened just now? What a strange feeling. A powerful soul power disappeared in an instant. Was it an illusion? "
"It should be an illusion. It can't all disappear in an instant."
The students outside, as well as the geniuses with soul power, were all very confused. The students all looked at Feng Wuchen.
"Dragon God Palace Lord, how is it? Did the deacon elder get rid of the frost poison? "Seeing Feng Wuchen's group come out, Shangguan Yunyun was the first to ask. She looked very worried.
"Got rid of more than half." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, as if getting rid of the ancient frost poison was a trivial matter.
"Got rid of more than half?" Shangguan Yunyun and the others were shocked and their eyes widened.
That was the frost poison caused by the ancient frost. Feng Wuchen actually got rid of more than half of it!
Looking at Shangguan Yunyun and the others who were in disbelief, Feng Wuchen said with a smile, "Mentor Shangguan, we still have important things to do, so we'll take our leave first."
"Many … many thanks, Dragon God Palace Lord!" Instructor Yang and the others hurriedly expressed their gratitude. Their voices were somewhat intermittent. The words "more than half of it has been removed" could be said to be extremely shocking to them.
The dean and great elder couldn't help Ouyang Mingxuan get rid of more than half of the frost poison, but Feng Wuchen got rid of more than half in less than a quarter of an hour!
"Dragon God Palace Lord really helped the deacon elder get rid of more than half of the frost poison?" Yang Yiyun was in disbelief.
"The deacon elder is in the Soul Transformation Realm and the great elder is an eighth grade alchemist. If they couldn't get rid of the frost poison, how could Feng Wuchen do it? No matter how strong he is, he's not in the Soul Transformation Realm, right? "Mentor Qin said with a dull expression.
"What kind of magical power does he have? How could he get rid of the frost poison so easily? "Another mentor was also shocked.
Was this possible?
Shangguan Yunyun and the others quickly rushed into the hall to see what was going on.
"Seventh grade alchemist!"
"There's no mistaking it! He's really in the seventh grade realm! "
"His soul power is so powerful and overbearing! It's close to the eighth grade realm of Old Man's soul power! "
"The continent's youngest genius alchemist! The continent has a monstrous genius alchemist! "
After Shangguan Yunyun and the others rushed in, Wang Jiuchong and the others woke up from their shock.
Wang Jiuchong and the others had cultivated for many years to reach their current realm. Feng Wuchen was only twenty years old, but he was already a seventh grade alchemist. One could imagine how terrifying his talent was.
Seeing the shocked voices of Wang Jiuchong and the others, Shangguan Yunyun and the others were completely shocked.
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