Ch. 1115 - Pseudo-Imperial Pill
The lightning tribulation struck again, but the result was the same.
The Alchemy Dragon Pillars blocked everything, so the lightning could not harm Xu Zimo.
“Looks like it’s a ninth-grade pill,” Green Cloud muttered.
The ending seemed already set.
The pill thunder fell again and again, while the azure flames churned violently.
It was clearly reaching its finale.
The lightning was beginning to disperse, and the pill was nearly formed.
Just then, Xu Zimo suddenly waved his right hand.
He forcibly pulled the half-formed pill out of the azure fire.
On this pill, the phantom of a golden dragon and the Nine-Lives Cat Demon were halfway merged.
It had become a strange creature, neither dragon nor cat.
Its head was feline, but dragon horns sprouted from its skull. Most striking of all were its eyes, merged into a pair that was both shadowy and majestic.
Its body bore both dragon scales and cat fur, with razor-sharp dragon claws extending outward.
“Has he gone mad?!” Green Cloud exclaimed in shock.
The pill was almost finished, but doing this would destroy it completely.
Xu Zimo stepped into the air, leaving the protection of the Alchemy Dragon Pillars.
Now unshielded, he faced the heavenly lightning head-on.
He tossed the unfinished pill into the void.
The tribulation had been about to fade away, but with the pill reappearing, the lightning grew fiercer than ever.
It gathered in the heavens, as if provoked, intent on destroying the pill instantly.
The silver-white lightning turned into black thunder, descending with the aura of world-destruction.
Yet Xu Zimo remained unmoved, watching calmly as his pill was engulfed.
Only then did he slowly extend his right hand.
Azure spiritforce of the Supreme-Primordial Cloud-Hands condensed in his palm.
When he stretched his hand upward, that azure energy suddenly erupted.
It became a towering beam of light, surging with immense power, stabbing into the heavens as though to tear apart the tribulation above.
The endless azure aura surged.
It plunged into the storm, and the skies turned pitch black.
Everyone looked upward, only Xu Zimo stood there, alone.
His black robes fluttered in the wind, his gaze calm, with endless lightning flashing in his eyes.
His presence suppressed all beneath heaven.
Facing the boundless thunder alone.
A single man’s power could shake the heavens.
“What is he trying to do?”
“I’ve never heard of this kind of pill-refining method.”
Even the Alchemy Sage of the Alchemy God Tower frowned deeply.
He had spent his whole life in alchemy, in the Mortal Ascension Heaven, if not invincible, then close to it.
Few in the world surpassed him.
His breadth of knowledge was unmatched.
And yet this youth’s pill refinement, he could not understand it at all.
There could only be one explanation: this pill-refining method was not of the Mortal Domain.
The Nine Heavens were vast and boundless, only that could explain it.
At this moment, Xu Zimo’s solemn, mysterious voice resounded from the void.
“Thirty-Eight Tribulations of the Alchemy Dao. Chaos moves infinitely, mirroring the heavens.