2107 Is This Young Friend Really… An Alchemist? (4)
This was real!

It wasn’t an illusion!

Their minds were struggling to process this, utterly bewildered by what was happening.

Why were there nine pillars of light?

Boom!

Before the crowd could ponder further, more lightning descended from the celestial calamity clouds. This time, it was a barrage of 27 lightning tribulations, with each pillar of light facing three lightning tribulations.

A total of 27 thunder tribulations simultaneously descended.

Everyone present, including the grandmaster alchemists, had never witnessed such a phenomenon.

They stared at the calamity lightning in a daze, completely immersed in the unparalleled celestial might, unable to regain their senses for a long time.

Among the three grandmasters acquainted with Wang Teng, two were present today. They were Grandmaster Pu Yongnian and Grandmaster Cecilia. They stared at the sky, their expressions filled with astonishment.

Even Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan appeared. He stood in the air with his hands behind his back and looked at this scene with a strange expression.

Beside him, there was another figure.

The figure was that of a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. Compared to Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan, he undeniably appeared much younger, but an air of profound experience surrounded him. He exuded an elegant temperament and was exceptionally handsome.

“It seems like… he simultaneously concocted nine batches of pills!” The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed with a strange light as he spoke.

“Yes, simultaneously concocted nine batches of pills, forming nine pillars of light!” Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan seemed to recall something and shook his head with a smile.

“What’s the matter? Do you know who’s concocting the pills?” The middle-aged man, a person of considerable stature, noticed the peculiar expression on Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan’s face and curiously asked.

“It feels very familiar. If I’m not mistaken, I should know who it is,” Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan replied.

“Oh? Tell me about it,” the middle-aged man said.

“Remember that young man I mentioned to you before? It should be him,” Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan replied.

“The young grandmaster alchemist who made the Yin-Yang Dragon Essence Pill?” The middle-aged man was surprised.

“Yes.” Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan nodded.

“Last time, when you spoke of him, you seemed to have high hopes for him. Seeing him today has only intensified my curiosity,” the middle-aged man smiled. “Simultaneously concocting nine batches of pills, and at the grandmaster seventh-level, this young friend dares to think and act. He’s far beyond the average alchemist.”

“He wouldn’t be able to achieve this without profound expertise in alchemy,” Alchemy Saint Tao Yuan praised.

“With this kind of progress, this young friend is likely to ascend to the saint level, standing alongside us,” the middle-aged man nodded in agreement.

Many grandmaster-level alchemists had also discerned the situation, speculating that this alchemist had indeed simultaneously concocted nine batches of pills.

But this speculation was even more shocking!

Making nine furnaces of grandmaster-level pills at once was crazy.

Many alchemists had attempted to simultaneously concoct multiple pills, but most could manage at most three, and even then, the success rate was extremely low.

Yet here was someone simultaneously concocting nine furnaces of pills, and succeeding at that.

It was truly unimaginable.

As the third wave of lightning passed, signs of instability appeared in the nine pillars of light, and the pills inside began to stir.

“Oh no, the pillar of light can’t withstand the lightning calamity anymore!”

Many grandmasters, witnessing this scene, had a subtle change in their expressions. Their concerns grew.

They all wished to witness the successful birth of these nine furnaces of pills. This was a significant event for the entire alchemical lineage.

However, it was only the third wave of calamity lightning, and the pillars of light were already showing signs of collapse. What came next was even more uncertain. Undoubtedly, other means would be needed to fend off the calamity lightning.

If it were just a single furnace, blocking the remaining calamity thunderbolt wouldn’t be too difficult, and they believed the grandmaster alchemist concocting the pills would have a solution.
However, now it was nine furnaces of pills. Even with just this third wave of calamity lightning, there were already 27 tribulations in total, far surpassing the usual number of calamity thunderbolt for a ninth-grade pill. In the next fourth and fifth waves… the number of bolts of calamity lightning would undoubtedly be even higher.

How could they possibly withstand this?

If it were them, they would probably have abandoned the pills long ago and fled to avoid being struck to death by the calamity lightning.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At that moment, the fourth wave of calamity lightning swiftly followed, and the pitch-black calamity clouds churned violently. Countless flashes of lightning gathered, coalescing into 36 thunderbolts that descended with a resounding crash.

Below, Tong En and the others were on the verge of panic, their hearts pounding, and their scalps felt as if they were about to explode.

They had only come for a spectacle, but it appeared as if they had unwittingly become involved in a serious matter. Now, deep within the heart of the thunder tribulations, they felt their lives were in imminent danger, ready to be forfeited at any moment.

“Oh my goodness, I want to go home!” Tong En wailed loudly. “I’ll never watch Wang Teng’s alchemy again. It’s too dangerous.”

Wei Na, Bi Yao, and the others felt the same way. Their lips trembled as they looked at the lightning calamity in the sky.

“Look at how timid you are.”

A voice echoed from the alchemy chamber, and Wang Teng’s figure appeared.

“Wang Teng!” Tong En shouted, “You finally decided to show up. Hurry up and divert these bolts of lightning. It’s too terrifying. I haven’t had enough of my life yet.”

Ignoring her, Wang Teng seemed directly in the sky, brandishing the Lightning Slap which hovered above his head.

Purple light shimmered on the Lightning Slap, revealing the power of calamity lightning.

Suddenly, all 36 bolts of thunderbolt were attracted toward it. They even made a turn and thundered towards the Lightning Slap.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A deafening roar ensued as the Lightning Slap was instantly engulfed.

36 bolts of thunderbolt were simply too terrifying. Even the Lightning Slap couldn’t withstand them all.

Wang Teng wasn’t expecting the Lightning Slap to block all 36 calamity lightning. Immediately, he took control of the Lightning Slap, redirecting the power of the thunderbolt tribulations onto himself.