All the Cultivators present, even those just watching the spectacle, possessed some degree of prowess in the Alchemy Dao.
From the moment the Southern Sky Great Witch took out the Elixir, just one glance at its aura was enough to discern several subtleties.
Wang Mu's expression turned solemn. The pitch-black Elixir bore black Dan patterns and resembled some kind of Evil Pill. Yet, the moment it appeared, it was accompanied by strange and extraordinary phenomena: a blood-red miasma seemed to cover the sky, and even the clear Heavenly Vault became densely covered with faint dark clouds.
An Elixir capable of influencing the weather had to be top-grade among the top-grade; its Dan Formation imbued with spirit, mysterious and extraordinary.
Truly worthy of an Elixir Dao Master... Wang Mu thought.
Just by glimpsing it and feeling its momentum, Wang Mu felt he definitely couldn't match it; he was far from it.
