Chapter 272 Ancient Alchemy

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"Clang!"

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The hammer struck the high platform with a resounding echo, sending a massive hum that made the cultivators shudder violently.

Many cultivators with weaker mental fortitude suddenly had their flames tremble and, losing control of their spiritual power, saw the carefully extracted Spirit Grass turn into dust.

In more severe cases, spiritual power went haywire, causing the continuously extracted Spirit Grass to explode in an instant.

Dust and smoke filled the great hall, and with just one hammer strike, at least seventeen or eighteen high platforms were destroyed.

The cultivators looked towards the source of the noise and saw a young man calmly holding a sledgehammer, continuously pounding on a pile of Enlightenment Tea Leaves, sparks flying everywhere.

This dismissive attitude immediately enraged the surrounding cultivators.

"You naive child, are you here to stir up trouble on purpose?"