The highest realm in pill forging is when the pill not only carries its own Spirit Creation but also releases colors akin to a sunset. The pill before them had clearly reached this level; without even consuming it, just a whiff of its scent left one's heart yearning and stirred the soul.
"So beautiful..."
At this moment, an Elder walked forward, his eyes fixed ahead as if infatuated: "This is mine..."
Muttering under his breath, he moved toward the pill ahead like one possessed.
"Elder Yao Sheng..."
Elder Yao Yun swiftly stepped forward to pull him away, but before he could get close, a look of crazed greed flashed across the infatuated eyes of Elder Yao Sheng, and he struck out with his palm against him.
"This is mine, all mine!"
The palm wind brought a gust of deathly force, revealing lethal intent with no shred of mercy in his move.
