Chapter 1982: This first seat is better not to sit on
Seeing that Yang Xiaotian still insisted that it was too early to say who won or lost, the Nine Tribulations Young Master smiled and made a gesture to let Yang Xiaotian refine the pill.
He wanted to see what tricks Yang Xiaotian could come up with.
Even if Yang Xiaotian could really refine the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill, Yang Xiaotian would still lose!
Because he refined the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill first.
Feng Junyu also stared at Yang Xiaotian closely, she also wanted to see if Yang Xiaotian could refine the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill.
It was incredible that Yang Xiaotian, a Heavenly Saint, could refine the Six Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill.
If he could really refine the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill, it would be truly heaven-defying.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Xiaotian summoned out the weakest Chaos Yuanlong Holy Fire.
As soon as the Chaos Yuanlong Holy Fire was summoned, the temperature of the entire hall rose sharply.
The amazing power of the flame swept every corner of the hall.
Everyone was shocked.
"This! Chaos Yuanlong Holy Fire!" Tyrant Demon exclaimed.
Jiujie Gongzi was also surprised.
Didn't his master say that the Heavenly Saint Realm could never control the Chaos Holy Fire?
How could Yang Xiaotian control the Chaos Holy Fire?
And it was a Chaos Holy Fire formed innately!
Everyone at the scene was surprised.
Then, Yang Xiaotian summoned the Chaos Sword Sea Holy Fire, the Chaos Xuanming Holy Fire, and the Chaos Wind and Thunder Holy Fire.
Except for the Chaos Blood Spirit Holy Fire, the other four Chaos Holy Fires were all summoned.
When the four Chaos Holy Fires were summoned, the surging flame power continued to surge out of the mansion like waves.
Even the mansion's formation restrictions could not completely resist the flame power of the four Chaos Holy Fires.
From a distance, the entire mansion looked like it was burning, a sea of fire.
In addition, it was at night, which was particularly conspicuous.
The strong men from all sides outside were all surprised.
Tyrant Demon, Nine Tribulations Master, Feng Junyu and others were stunned when they saw the four Chaos Holy Fires around Yang Xiaotian.
"Four Chaos Holy Fires!" Nine Tribulations Master's hands trembled.
He could control the three Chaos Holy Fires, and he claimed that he was the best in the younger generation of medicine refining, and no one could match him!
But now, Yang Xiaotian, a Heavenly Saint, could control the four Chaos Holy Fires!
And each Chaos Holy Fire was stronger than his three Chaos Holy Fires combined!
Suddenly, Nine Tribulations Master felt that something was collapsing.
Thinking that Yang Xiaotian might refine the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill later, he panicked.
"Don't worry, brother Su, even if Yang Xiaotian can control the four Chaos Holy Fires, it doesn't mean that he can refine the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill!" Tyrant Demon saw the panic of Nine Tribulations Master, took a deep breath, and spoke.
"Yes, even if he can subdue the four Chaos Holy Fires, he may not be able to fully exert the power of the four Chaos Holy Fires." Li Zhiyi of the Three Pure Ones Holy Sect said.
"That's right, even if he can control the four Chaos Holy Fires, it won't be of much use. He is lucky to be able to refine an Eight Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill!" said a young master of a sect.
"Eight Tribulations? He should be lucky if he can refine a Seven Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill." Another disciple of the Demon Sect said.
Hearing this, the Nine Tribulations Young Master felt relieved.
What the Tyrant Demon Son and the others said was right. Although Yang Xiaotian had the four Chaos Holy Fires, he should not be able to refine the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill.
Controlling the Four Chaos Holy Fires and refining the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Grade Saint King Pill are two different things.
He didn't believe that Yang Xiaotian, a Heavenly Saint, could exert the power of the Four Chaos Holy Fires.
Listening to the chatter of Tyrant Demon and his men, Yang Xiaotian took out the herbs for refining the Holy King Pill, and took out two at once.
"He wants to refine two Holy King Pills at the same time!" Everyone was surprised.
After being shocked, Master Jiujie frowned.
Even if Yang Xiaotian could refine two Nine Tribulations Holy King Pills at the same time, he would still lose, because the competition was about the quality of the pills, not the quantity.
Unless Yang Xiaotian could refine two Ten Tribulations Holy King Pills at the same time.
Is Yang Xiaotian so confident that he can refine two Ten Tribulations Holy King Pills at the same time?
Or, Yang Xiaotian didn't take this competition seriously at all? Didn't take him, Master Jiujie, seriously at all?
Just when Master Jiujie was unhappy, he saw Yang Xiaotian suddenly take out two more herbs for refining the Holy King Pill.
"Four!"
Everyone stared.
Master Jiujie looked unhappy when he saw this.
After taking out four portions of Holy King Pill medicinal materials, Yang Xiaotian flicked his hands, and saw the four Chaos Holy Fires flicked towards the four Holy King medicinal materials at the same time, and then the four Chaos Holy Fires wrapped the four medicinal materials and flew up.
Yang Xiaotian kept waving his hands, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air. Yang Xiaotian's hand speed was so fast that even the Nine Tribulations Master was dazzled.
When the Nine Tribulations Master was staring at him with wide eyes, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian stopped his hands, and saw the four Chaos Holy Fires dissipated. In the air, the four medicinal materials had all melted into liquid medicine.
Seeing that all the four medicinal materials had turned into liquid medicine, the Nine Tribulations Master was shocked, so fast!
At the same time, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.
After a slight pause, Yang Xiaotian continued to control the fusion of the four liquid medicines, and soon, all the four liquid medicines were successfully fused.
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When Master Jiujie saw this, he had a stronger sense of foreboding.
Then, the cloud of thunder condensed, and thunders fell one after another.
When he saw the ninth thunder, Master Jiujie's heart trembled.
But after the ninth thunder passed, the tenth thunder followed.
When Master Jiujie saw the tenth thunder, he looked incredulous.
Batian Mozi and others also widened their eyes.
"Ten Tribulations!"
The pill refined by Yang Xiaotian actually attracted ten tribulations of thunder.
After Yang Xiaotian blasted away ten tribulations of thunder, four pills floated in the air.
Each pill was shining with golden light, and ten great thunder patterns were imprinted on the surface.
And in each pill, there were ten shadows of powerful Saint Kings sitting cross-legged!
"Ten Tribulations Saint King Pill!" Jiujie Gongzi's face was extremely ugly.
And it was four Ten Tribulations Saint King Pills with ten shadows of Saint Kings!
The whole hall was dead silent.
Even Lei Zihao was shocked when he saw Yang Xiaotian personally refine four Ten Tribulations Saint King Pills with ten shadows of Saint Kings at the same time.
Yang Xiaotian put away the four Chaos Holy Fires, stretched out his hand, and four pills fell into his hand. He looked at Master Jiujie: "Do you need to identify them?"
Master Jiujie's face was gloomy, and finally shook his head: "No need." Then he smiled bitterly: "I lost!" At this point, he laughed at himself: "I claim to be unparalleled in refining medicine, but my refining skills are not as good as Master Yang's."
"There are always people who are better than you."
"Today I have seen it."
After saying that, he gave the more than 100 mouthfuls of innate source to Yang Xiaotian.
He said to Tyrant Demon: "Brother Fang, I'll take my leave first." Then he left without looking back.
He has always been conceited, and now that he was defeated by Yang Xiaotian, he has no face to stay in this pill conference.
Tyrant Demon looked at Master Jiujie who was leaving, with mixed feelings.
"Since I won, then this first seat, am I qualified to sit?" Yang Xiaotian's voice sounded.
Although Tyrant Demon didn't want to admit it, he nodded in the end.
However, Yang Xiaotian looked at the first seat and suddenly pressed his palm on it, smashing the seat to pieces.
"It's better not to sit on this first seat."
