Xiao Yan’s palms were in front of him and a golden Eight Trigrams Diagram surfaced between his palms in void space, above the crucible.
The originally fierce roaring noises started to become lower and lower, revealing a sense of desperation.
Everyone was shocked, "Has he removed the inner demons just like that?"
"Time…what time is it?" Someone reacted. Beside him, someone figured it out and was shocked, "From the start till now, it’s only one incense till the end of 7 days."
Everyone turned to Xiao Yan, "Can he make it?"
"Even if he can, his speed will be slower than the two elders. I don’t believe that this cauldron of pills of his can win Grandmaster’s Nine Suns Spiritual Divine Pill!" Chang Lin gritted his teeth and shouted, "Moreover, he might not be able to cultivate these pills out and remove the inner demons. Trying to calm the pill tribulations down is not so easy."
