On the pill refining stage, the atmosphere was so tense it felt as if it could be wrung out like water.
Willow Follow Wind gripped the bottle of nine-revolutions soul-returning pill tightly, his knuckles turning white.
The arrogance he had displayed earlier was gone, replaced by uncertainty and a hint of undisguised panic.
He stared fixedly at the seemingly ordinary jade bottle in Fang Hao's hand.
The faint, chilling Aura occasionally leaking from the bottle's mouth caused even him, a Cultivator at the Great Perfection of Golden Core Stage, to feel a sharp pain in his Divine Soul.
What the Hell kind of Medicinal Pill was this?!
"The pill duel... begins!" Pill Star Child's voice was like a heavy hammer, shattering the dead silence.
Willow Follow Wind gritted his teeth, knowing he could not wait any longer.
He made the first move, pulling the stopper from the bottle and flicking his finger.
A nine-revolutions soul-returning pill, shrouded in spiritual light, shot out.
