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Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After saying that, a surge of spiritual power surged in.
The entire pill furnace let out a loud rumble, and the scorching flames burned the surroundings, even faintly causing the surrounding space to emit a strange sound.
Only then did the crowd finally come back to their senses from the thirty percent of the underworld clan's assets.
Xuan Yi was not worried about Nether King and Yama King's possible shameless actions.
His expression was calm, as if he wasn't afraid even when facing underworld clan, which was comparable to the top forces of Heaven region.
"Where did he get such confidence from?"
Cai Ling'er stared blankly at Xuan Yi, who had a faint smile on his face.
As everyone knew, alchemists spent a lot of energy on refining pills. Thus, they were more or less powerless in their own cultivation.
As for Xuan Yi, he had already stepped into the realm of a grade five pill king at such an age.