As fate energy from all over the world converged and grew increasingly stronger, the lotuses in front of the pharmacists also started to slowly bloom.
One by one… the petals gradually unfolded.
They were brimming with the essence of life.
But…
Humans were just not meant to be compared to each other. The size of the nine pharmacists' lotuses was as large as a regular lotus, but the radius of Chu Yang's lotus was already easily more than ten meters wide, and it wasn't even in full bloom yet!
Comparing theirs to Chu Yang's was like comparing fluorescent light to the sun!
The next moment.
Something unexpected happened.
The high priest watched in disbelief as the Ye Clan pharmacist suddenly let out a muffled grunt, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth. Then, the skin on his face started to turn dry and wrinkly, his entire self becoming languished and wasted.
