However, in front of the Evil Dragon Supreme, they had no power to fight back.
Even if they knew they would fail, they had to step forward. People are like this; regardless of how dim the hope is, they will still strive for it when faced with death, even just for one more breath of life.
Each alchemist stepped forward, pursuing this nearly impossible task of refining the Creation Blood God Dan.
Yang Chen was very curious.
What does this Demon God Heavenly Sovereign want to do?
Preparing Divine King experts as sacrifices, and not just one batch, but also refining such a high-level elixir, Yang Chen didn't think that the Demon God Heavenly Sovereign had no intention.
He was curious. With time passing, more and more alchemists died, and it was almost his turn.
Failure meant death.
Yang Chen clearly remembered that there were more than a dozen alchemists standing in front of him, and now there were only two left.
