Divine Emperor Of Death Chapter 996
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Dalila Leehan had initially possessed a confident and carefree expression on her face as she concocted a pill. She also used a King Grade Cauldron as her pill furnace, but it was only a Low-Level King Grade Cauldron, unlike what Davis pulled out. She inwardly sneered at him because she felt that using a Peak-Level King Grade Cauldron for the Peak-Level Sky Grade Pill everyone present here is going to concoct eventually is an overkill.
Musing that he was showing off his backing and weight as a mysterious alchemist, she no longer had the mind to bother about him and was skillfully concocting a pill with her cauldron for some time when she abruptly sensed that his soul force was abnormally hyped up in terms of intensity!
It was unlike anything she had seen before!
She didn't think such a Peak-Level Elder Soul Stage soul force could exist! Instead, it felt more like she was sensing the prowess of a normal High-Level Mature Soul Stage Cultivator! If an ordinary cultivator's soul force could be compared to a gentle stream, then Alchemist Davis's soul force could be compared to a flood!
His soul force was completely superior in quality that she had a hard time believing that he was not using a pill to increase his prowess temporarily! After all, she felt no unstable fluctuations from his soul force. Instead, it was strong and durable! She could precisely tell this difference because she had many interactions with Mature Soul Stage Cultivators in the Thousand Pill Palace!
The Elders and the Grand Elders similarly arrived at that conclusion, thinking that Alchemist Davis was truly a Soul Forging Cultivation genius! However, they also felt a bit of pity. After all, no matter how Alchemist struggled, it was set in stone that he would be unable to produce a pill of superior quality.
Not knowing that he had shortly created a commotion, Davis continued to add and refine the ingredients in the Roaring Turtle Dragon Cauldron through the Mystifying Dozen Flame Control. After some time passed, the two main ingredients dissolved its essence into the concoction from the twelve wisps of flames' heat.
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He started mixing a few supplementary ingredients he had already readied and kept above the table into the cauldron. He heated them up and fused the supplementary essence required for the essence from the main ingredients to reach a balance and a surge in efficacy.
Dalila Leehan cast a few occasional glances at Alchemist Davis but wasn't able to guess what kind of pill he was concocting. Even the dignitaries didn't know what kind of pill he was creating as the ingredients he mixed in the cauldron in sequence didn't any pill description or recipe they knew.
They only mused that it should be Peak-Level Sky Grade Pill, considering the main ingredients he used were at the Peak-Level Sky Grade.
The three young alchemists from the Alstreim Family became heated up from Alchemist Davis's abnormal soul force that they started to give their everything they had into their pill concoction!
The other participants stopped hoping that Alchemist Davis would make a silly mistake with his low cultivation in front of the crowd, ending up becoming a laughingstock. Instead, they were also sprung up by his prowess as they returned to refining and concocting their own pills in a provoked manner.
Soon the entire Pill Arena's atmosphere changed as it became soundless and calm. Only the sound of gasping of the hard-working alchemists and blazing flames under the cauldrons could be heard seldom.
Time erratically passed like this, sometimes intense, and sometimes calm.
During the calm period of the low-humming and serenely silent cauldron, Davis was able to observe his opponents, but he didn't as he was rather confident with what he was doing, the end result, and concentrated on his own pill concoction instead.
However, he knew the chances he would succeed in this pill concoction were less, so he felt that he should be more cautious so as not to make a careless mistake. Moreover, he deemed that it was more frustrating to apologize to Nora Alstreim than losing the fifty milliliters of the Million Emerald Vines Calamity's nectar to her.
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Hence, he did not take away his attention from the Roaring Turtle Dragon Cauldron for a single moment as the urge to win became increasingly entrenched in his head!
He wanted to succeed, no matter what!
The elders and everyone else looked at him like they were looking at a new person. How could one maintain their concentration for so many hours without even casting a glance at the other participants to at least garner their progress?...
They felt that Alchemist Davis must completely be a pill maniac, but a few people with discerning eyes could also see that he was mostly struggling with his low-heat soul flames to melt the ingredients. They mused that he was having a hard time due to his low cultivation but did not feel bad at all.
Only the strongest, knowledgeable, and skilled wins in Alchemy!
Davis was almost at the last few steps of the pill concoction, arriving at the last seventh ingredient. This last ingredient required Davis way more heat than the current hotness, and with the suppressed form of soul force he used right now, he couldn't increase the heat further.
Davis had to admit that he had overestimated the quality of his suppressed soul force a bit. Now that he reevaluated, his chances of concocting this particular pill became less than five percent!
'Looks like I have no other choice...'
Davis didn't dawdle around and instantly decided.
The air around him suddenly became chaotic, causing many people who were extremely bored to swivel their heads to him! Some of the participants who had the luxury to care about others turned their heads to him! However, some of them even had their concentration lapse in the concoction, causing them to make a mistake!
Davis didn't care for their hostile reactions as he was focused and occupied. His soul force abruptly spiked, increasing in intensity! It pulsated like a heart before it intrinsically changed to a higher level of cultivation as it brushed past the faces of every participant who was present on the stage!
It was soundless and harmless, seamlessly just making them feel a sudden chillness on their back!
*ZssS!~*
The twelve wisps of flames heightened in terms of heat to a tremendous degree, and the last seventh main ingredient quickly started to melt, mixing its essence with the almost paste-like liquid that had begun to form on the bottom of the cauldron!
"What!?"
The dignitaries, participants, and spectators looked at him with a dumbfounded expression on their faces! This feat of breaking through to the Sixth Stage in Soul Forging Cultivation bordered on the level of absurdity when they considered Alchemist Davis's age that is below a hundred years!
There is no way most of them felt that this could be true, but the fact placed before them didn't allow any word of retort to come out of their mouths!
The Grand Elders and Elders all possessed solemn expressions on their faces.
What kind of a person is Alchemist Davis!? How could he be so abnormally talented in Soul Forging Cultivation!?
They couldn't help but cast a glance at the Dragon Queen in askance, wondering where on the Fifty-Two Territories had she recruited this Soul Forging Cultivation genius!?
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