The Personal Arrival of a Divine-level Refining Master (3)

Outside of Pagoda City, time quietly passed in the workshop of the He family estate.

The spiritual light in the workshop had dimmed to the extreme, leaving only faint glimmers hundreds of miles away from Han Muye's position, visible to the naked eye, slowly extinguishing.

"Only 10 breaths left. Since these big cities aren't responding, this special trial is over. Check the pricing situation at the Alliance headquarters yourself next time." Tan Yuan's expression remained calm as he raised his hand.

Head to the Alliance's headquarters?

The alliance headquarters was tens of thousands of miles away from Pagoda City. Even many sage-level refiners had never been there in their lives.

A level-seven refiner wanted to go to the Alliance's headquarters?

Ten breaths.

Nine breaths.

Three breaths!

A smile appeared on Tan Yuan's face.

This was reality.

"Buzz!"

With a loud bang, a ray of spiritual light exploded.