Ye Wushuang glanced up at the vast tribulation cloud, his brow furrowing. He knew, of course, that his alchemy had brought it forth.
However, he paid it no mind and continued the process of Solidifying the Pill.
At the same time, the gazes of Wan Guiyi, Xiao Jiuxiao, Chairman Dorne, and the others all turned toward him.
Only alchemy could trigger such a celestial phenomenon. Since they had already completed their work, that left only Ye Wushuang!
RUMBLE!
As Ye Wushuang neared the end of the Solidifying Pill process, the tribulation cloud in the Firmament roiled ever more violently, looking as if it might pour down at any second.
The sheer Power of Destruction sent a wave of panic through the crowd.
A Pill Tribulation of this magnitude could easily obliterate a Cultivator, let alone a mere Holy Pill!
'What Elixir is this kid refining? How did he trigger a celestial phenomenon? Could it be an Eighth-Grade one?'
Chairman Dorne stared intently at Ye Wushuang.
