Dong!
The grand sound of a bell echoed throughout Lanyue City, its sonorous peals spreading far and wide, suppressing even the noisy discussions surrounding the square.
In the city, some cultivators who disliked bustle were now hurrying over to this place.
As the bell resounded, these people knew that the final round of the contest had begun.
All eyes were fervently fixed on Chu Ning and his four companions; regardless of anything else, an alchemist's worth was ultimately determined by their skill.
A shield of light descended upon the square, rendering it completely silent.
This barrier blocked out external noise and Divine Sense, allowing alchemists to concentrate wholly on their alchemy.
Yang Bin gave Chu Ning a cold look and with a flick of his wrist, an Elixir Furnace appeared before him.
In the previous rounds, the alchemists had used Elixir Furnaces provided by the Xiyue Sect, but in this last round, they were permitted to use their own.
