Boom! Boom!
Fortunately, they weren't ordinary citizens. Those who stayed in Ding City all year round were able to see heavenly lightning. There were just too many alchemists here.
However, they didn't see much of this kind of heavenly lightning.
They had also heard about the bet between the alchemists in the main altar castle. It was a pity that they didn't have the qualifications to enter the castle to watch the battle between the alchemists.
When this wave of heavenly lightning fell, they were extremely excited. If they could watch it up close, they would have no regrets in life.
After the second wave of heavenly lightning fell, the dark clouds in the sky didn't disperse for a long time. Everyone looked up at the sky, waiting for the third wave of heavenly lightning to fall.
"Come down, come down!" Xing Yashang clenched his fists and shouted in his heart.
Wang Youling and Zhong Feng were also incomparably nervous. If Xing Ya Shang could attract the third wave of Holy Lightning, not only would he be able to win this alchemy competition, his status would also rise. It was killing two birds with one stone.
The alchemists present were also extremely nervous. If they allowed Xing Yashang to advance, the pressure on them would be even greater.
In the end, the heavenly lightning condensed in the dark clouds didn't fall and quietly dispersed.
Xing Yashang said unwillingly, "It's still lacking a bit. Why is it like this?"
In the process of refining this time, he had only ruined a few stalks of herbs. All of the medicinal essence was flawless, but he still wasn't able to refine a true third tribulation holy pill. He was really disappointed.
Some of the alchemists below felt that it was a pity, while others were secretly happy. They all had different thoughts.
Miaomiao said anxiously, "It's over. A second tribulation holy pill. Elder Xing is going to win this time."
As the banker, he had received hundreds of thousands of high grade profound spirit stones. These were all bet on Xing Yashang's victory. Even if the odds were low, he would still suffer a great loss.
Qing Feng didn't move. Her eyes were fixed on Yang Wu's body.
"A perfect second tribulation holy pill. Master Xing is indeed a Silver Green Alchemist." Wang Youling sighed.
Zhong Feng said with a smile, "The third wave of heavenly lightning didn't fall, but it didn't scatter. It's at least a third tribulation holy pill. Master Xing's alchemy skills have improved. Once his strength improves, he will definitely become a top alchemist." He paused for a moment, then smiled, "Ten thousand high grade saint stones. We'll split it. You and I'll take half!"
"Hehe, isn't that right?" Wang Youling, Miaomiao, Miao Miaomiao. Miaomiao, Miao Miaomiao. Don't be unhappy, Miaomiao. Miao omao. Miao. Miao ao ao Miao. Miao Miao. Miao Miao. Miao ao Miao! Miao!
Miao Miao laughed and said softly, "Why don't you give me a thousand Holy stone? In any case, these Holy stone are free."
Xing Yashang put away the puppet and opened the cauldron. He was overjoyed. "Haha! A third tribulation star mark pill!"
There were three Star Rune Pills in his Black-Gold Crow Sacred Cauldron. Each pill was round and smooth, with two thunder runes and one looming thunder rune. Even if the thunder rune was not completely visible, it did mean that this pill was a quasi-Three-tribulation Star Rune Pill.
A third tribulation pill was much more valuable than a second tribulation pill. This meant that Yang Wu had to refine a pill of the same level or even higher to win. Even if Yang Wu refined a second tribulation pill, he would lose for sure.
Xing Yashang looked at his pill and felt that he would win without a doubt.
At that moment, a Saint Alchemist flew past Miao Miao Miao to confirm Xing Yashang's pill.
After the Saint Alchemist looked at it, he sealed the medicinal pill. He would wait until Yang Wu's medicinal pill was refined before making a comparison.
"A third tribulation star mark pill! This is a supreme grade saint pill. It seems that Saint Punisher Elder is well prepared."
"There's no suspense in this competition. Yang Wu is destined to leave the stage of alchemy. What a pity."
"It's not surprising that Saint Punisher Elder can refine such a pill. Once he becomes stronger, he'll easily become a top Saint Alchemist. It seems that I need to get closer to him."
"Yang Wu doesn't seem to be affected by the lightning. He's still refining the saint demon core. His concentration isn't bad. Unfortunately, it's all in vain."
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The Holy Heavenly Thunder caused a huge commotion, and it was impossible for Yang Wu to not be affected at all. The impact on him was not small at all, and the Divine Weapon Electric Trident in his Heavenly Thunder Bone almost flew out to absorb the Heavenly Thunder. Fortunately, he was able to firmly suppress it, otherwise, if it really flew out, who knew what would happen.
After the two waves of lightning, Yang Wu let out a sigh of relief. He continued to refine the saint demon core in his cauldron. Since he'd accepted the bet, he couldn't give up just like that. Plus, he might not lose, right?
There was less than an hour left until the end of the competition.
Yang Wu still hadn't refined the saint demon core. Everyone thought that Yang Wu had no chance of winning.
Only a few people hoped for a miracle.
Old Man Zui took a big gulp of wine and thought to himself, 'It's really difficult for this kid to refine a Quasi Three Tribulation Pill. If he really loses, I'll have to protect him even if I have to throw away my dignity.'
The handsome man beside Cao Jifei said, "Junior Sister, do you think there's still a chance?"
Cao Jifei replied indifferently, "He can refine a saint pill, but he's destined to lose."
"Yeah, it's already impressive to have such a high level of alchemy at such a young age. If he really wins, we'll be too ashamed to show our faces." The handsome man smiled.
Seeing a young man who was younger than him, and whose talent in alchemy wasn't bad, he didn't feel comfortable in his heart. He didn't mind letting his Junior Sister steal the limelight, but to let a stranger steal the limelight, this was something he couldn't tolerate.
It was a good thing that such a young man's future was ruined. It really made him feel good.
Jealousy was common to most people.
This handsome man was no exception.
With less than fifteen minutes left, Yang Wu finally refined the saint demon core. He let out a sigh of relief and said, "A high level saint's demon core contains a lot of energy. The Star Rune Pill will be amazing."
Next, it was time to fuse the herb essence with the saint demon core.
Fusing saint level energy wasn't as easy as fusing ordinary pills. It required one's willpower to knead them into a ball and cool them down before condensing the pill.
At this stage, it was a test of one's willpower.
Yang Wu had formed a battle soul and also reached the power of a saint soul. He released a boundless amount of soul force and forcefully kneaded the herb essence and saint demon core's energy together. These energies constantly revolved in the cauldron and quickly condensed into a ball. It needed to be kneaded and polished repeatedly to achieve its effect. If it couldn't hold on, these energies would completely disperse and all of his hard work would be wasted.
Yang Wu's soul force was rapidly being consumed. This was the most crucial moment and he couldn't afford to make any mistakes.
Everyone looked at Yang Wu and couldn't help feeling nervous.
They also wanted to see if Yang Wu could condense a saint pill. If Yang Wu failed, they would feel that it was a pity. They all hoped that Yang Wu would be able to condense the pill and end up with a glorious defeat. That was the result they wanted to see.
"Brat, you can do it!" Old Zui shouted in his heart.
There were also Sacred Elders from the Pill Family who were secretly cheering for Yang Wu. They didn't want Yang Wu to be defeated like this.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Wang Youling couldn't help but say, "Tsk tsk, it's almost time."
His voice wasn't soft and everyone present could hear him clearly. This was clearly done on purpose to disrupt Yang Wu's rhythm of condensing the pill.
"Noisy!" A voice rang out in Wang Youling's ears, causing him to bleed from his seven orifices and almost erase his saint soul.
Wang Youling was scared out of his wits and quickly knelt on the ground. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly. This was a punishment from their Vice Leader. He even had the heart to die.
Zhong Feng, who was beside Wang Youling, trembled in fear when he saw Wang Youling like this. He bowed his old body and didn't dare to make any unnecessary movements.
Miaomiao wasn't far from them. He covered his mouth and thought to himself, "Good boy, the Old Ancestor is really ruthless."
There was only a quarter of an hour left before the end. Yang Wu used his Fighting Soul's power to the maximum. The power of the Imperial Spirit forcefully squeezed the power of the cauldron together. His Soul's power was almost exhausted. He shouted, "Condense the Dan!"
The flames completely disappeared and the Heaven and Earth Xuan Qi crazily fell with the cauldron lid. The medicinal cauldron quickly cooled down. When the lid was closed, Yang Wu was almost exhausted.
With his ability, he could refine an ordinary saint pill, but it was still quite difficult to refine a high grade saint pill.
He quickly refined the Three Revolutions Profound Pill in his body to replenish his soul force and Xuan Qi. He was ready for the pill tribulation.
He didn't doubt that his pill wouldn't be able to attract the pill tribulation. If he didn't even have this much confidence, why would he provoke Xing Yashang? He wasn't that stupid.
"It's finally condensed." Old Zui breathed a sigh of relief.
Cao Jifei also had a look of anticipation. She raised her head to look at the gathering dark clouds and muttered, "How many tribulations will it be?"
The handsome man beside her said, "At most, it's just a pill tribulation."
Qing Feng looked at the dark clouds and finally revealed a trace of a smile.
Miaomiao saw this scene and couldn't help but praise, "It's beautiful."
Xing Yashang's face darkened. He cursed in his heart, "He condensed the saint pill, but the result won't change. The winner will only be me."
He didn't know why, but when he looked at the thick dark clouds, he had a bad feeling. The dark clouds seemed to be a bit fierce and frightening.
Someone exclaimed, "The Holy Heavenly Lightning is descending!"
Rumble rumble!
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