Chapter 1333 - Despicable
Given the Grand Unity Sect's strength, no one dared speak out against them, especially when they hadn't technically broken any rules. Even so, their actions drew contempt from the crowd.
When Mo Hong pulled back, an opening appeared in the west, and the black whirlwind, the nether clansman, and the nether god began fighting among themselves.
Watching this, Liu Wuxie stood on the deck with a faint smile.
"Mo Hong, you might have had a sliver of hope if you hadn't withdrawn. Stepping out of the battle circle means you've thrown away your chance," he murmured.
It was undeniable that Mo Hong's alchemy skills were not inferior to his, as expected of someone guided by an immortal. Liu Wuxie's technique didn't fall short; his cultivation lagged, so the pill he refined couldn't compare to Mo Hong's.
In pure technique, ten Mo Hongs couldn't match Liu Wuxie. In this alchemy event, the competition wasn't about pill grade but whose pill could grow the largest.
In ordinary alchemy contests, even third-grade pills could defeat seventh-grade pills if one's cultivation was high enough. However, the Myriad Race Ceremony used a different criterion—whoever's pill survived to the very end would win, and grade had nothing to do with it.
In the central zone, the number of pills dwindled. The black whirlwind showed signs of instability—its aura ragged after swallowing too many pills—and it didn't dare keep feeding. The Nine Dragon Palace had chosen a stable strategy, and in the north, the nether clansman's phantom displayed the same instability.
A pill's aura rose as it absorbed more, but that aura grew progressively unstable until it reached a limit and detonated.
The nether god kept devouring the surrounding pills, and their numbers fell sharply. At the same time, it doubled in size. Despite merely looming there, it resembled a god of darkness.
The sight shocked countless onlookers. Everyone from the Grand Unity Sect wore grim expressions, and Sang Lu began to regret his earlier decision. They ought to have pressed the assault on Liu Wuxie's pill sooner; instead, they had given him time to absorb a significant number of black pills.
The pills taking up the north and the south had reached saturation, while Mo Hong's pill had chosen to retreat. As a result, Liu Wuxie's pill managed to devour the remaining pills. As it absorbed their energy, the nether god finally reached maturity.