Wei Wuyin's entire body was inundated by a liquid-like glow, a splash of seven colors beautifully swimming about as a single, cohesive whole. Wang Yutian levitated slightly off the ground beside him, his bluish eyes containing continuously rippling waves upon waves of lingering astonishment that reached his spiritual form's core. In all his years, he had never personally seen a Worldly Saint Alchemist concoct a product before, so today had greatly expanded his horizons.
The assignment given at the end of the Everclash was practically an impossible task to complete. Wei Wuyin wasn't the first individual in the history of the Everclash to have reached the last step nor was he the first to confidently accept this absurd task, but the others had all failed.
Horribly.
Extremely horribly.