Exit

Ling Han was the type that would be more motivated the more pressure he was under.

Only the last alchemical pill was left.

He instead broke out into a smile, a completely calm expression appearing on his face. As his hands moved, he began.

Outside, aside from Ling Han, the other nine people had all completed their pill concoction and Spirit Refinement, and there was only a slight bit of time left before the deadline of one day. However, in the alchemy chamber, because of the effects of time acceleration, it was enough to allow Ling Han to complete two times of Spirit Refinement.

Everyone's eyes were drawn over.

'Just playing up the show!' Lu Xianming's expression was filled with disdain. Ling Han's first two times of Spirit Refinement were only limited to First Refinement, and then he had thrown the alchemical pill away. What did this mean?