Dragon God Supreme

Chapter 886: Chapter 886: Alchemy Conference Chapter 886: Chapter 886: Alchemy Conference Three formations were broken, and two weakened auras spread forth.

They were the very essences of Flame Soul and Flame Fire, both reduced to mere slivers of their souls.

“This must be what true strength is, to have been sealed for so many years and still survive.”

Ye Tianwei and the others were profoundly shocked, unable to fathom the agony and loneliness of the sealing process.

Could ordinary people endure for so many years? Most likely, they would have given up long ago.

The Flame Dragon swiftly emerged from the abyss below, its face alight with joy.

Feng Wuchen glanced at the two frail souls cradled by the injured Flame Dragon, and immediately activated his Soul Power to protect them, nourishing the weak souls with his own Soul Power.

“An Eighth-Rank Alchemist!” Elder Long Kui’s heart shuddered.

“Eighth Grade!” The other five Elders’ faces were also filled with astonishment.

“The Soul Power of an Eighth-Rank Alchemist! The Hall Master has actually broken through to the realm of the Eighth-Rank Alchemist!” Ye Tianwei’s face was full of astonishment, his eyes nearly bulging out.

“The teacher is truly formidable, his Alchemy realm has broken through again!” Zhang Junlan was also tremendously shocked.

As Feng Wuchen’s cultivation skyrocketed, his realms in Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Forging, and Inscription all naturally stepped into the Eighth Grade like water flowing into a channel.

Feng Wuchen, having received the Evil Dragon God’s inheritance, already possessed a very strong realm. As soon as his cultivation met the necessary conditions, his realm naturally broke through.

“Their souls are very weak, I’m afraid it will take some time before they can recover their Soul Bodies,” Feng Wuchen said softly.

“Six Elders, thank you,” Feng Wuchen expressed his gratitude again.

“Feng Wuchen, brother, you’re being too polite. Please come visit the Dragon Clan when you have the time, we are always welcoming,” Elder Long Kui said with a faint smile, his aged eyes fixed on Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen was inwardly startled by Elder Long Kui’s words.

Feng Wuchen found it strange, Long Jian had once said the same thing, and now Elder Long Kui had said it too. What exactly did they want him to do at the Dragon Clan?

Feng Wuchen didn’t ponder it too much and quickly responded with a smile, “I will definitely make time to visit.”

“Good! We await your esteemed arrival at the Dragon Clan,” Elder Long Kui said with a cheerful smile, and the six of them then disappeared without a trace.

“Did you notice? The six Great Taichi Elders of the Dragon Clan seemed to be very polite to the Hall Master,” Bei Dou Yan said once the six Elders had left.

“Indeed! I felt it too, the Hall Master said a few words, and they released their captives. It’s as if they were afraid of the Hall Master,” Yi Tianqing said.

“Could it be because of the Hall Master’s Primordial Ancient power? Or perhaps because of the Wild Panther?” Chi Huang speculated.

While Ye Tianwei and the others speculated, Feng Wuchen listened but said nothing.

This successful rescue of Flame Soul and Flame Fire had been beyond their expectations.

“Let’s go back. Have them enter the Seventh Layer space of the Nine Layers Qiankun Tower, with the hope they recover their Soul Bodies quickly,” Feng Wuchen said indifferently.

His expression may have seemed calm, but Feng Wuchen’s heart was heavy.

Today’s meeting with the six Elders, after hearing about the extraordinary phenomena, made Feng Wuchen feel that the matter was not so simple. The more he thought about it, the more he believed it was no coincidence.

Throughout the journey, Feng Wuchen remained silent, contemplating these matters.

“Feng brother, visiting the Dragon Clan may provide the answers you seek,” Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly spoke up, noticing the profound concerns in Feng Wuchen’s mind.

Feng Wuchen nodded and said, “After the Alchemy competition, I will make a trip to the Dragon Clan.”

…

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the Alchemy competition arrived.

During this period, the demonic forces secretly monitoring the Dragon God Palace had remained silent, apparently looking for the best opportunity.

The Yin and Yang clans, as well as the Evil Tribe, also made no moves, and although their people were killed, no one had come to the Dragon God Palace for revenge.

Of course, with no one seeking vengeance, everyone in the Dragon God Palace was happy to practice in peace, without any disturbances.

The Alchemy Competition was imminent, and the mainland’s talented alchemists were already rushing to the Holy Soul Academy in the Northern Profound Domain. Many powerful figures from various forces were eagerly making their way there to join in the excitement.

This Alchemy Competition was different from those of the past. In the past, Third-grade Alchemists and above were qualified to participate in the Alchemy Competition.

But now it was different; any alchemist over the age of thirty was not eligible to participate.

In other words, no matter what grade you were as an alchemist, even if you were Ninth Grade, if you were over thirty years old, you were not qualified to participate.

This Alchemy Competition was being held entirely for the young generation of alchemists on the mainland.

On the vast and grand square of the Holy Soul Academy, there were thousands of Alchemy Furnaces set up, a tremendous and grandiose spectacle.

All the medicinal ingredients required for alchemy were provided by the Holy Soul Academy.

The hosts for this Alchemy Competition were two Eighth-Rank Alchemists, Wang Jiuzhong and Tianxianzi.

Inside the Holy Soul Academy, top powers from across the mainland had already arrived.

The Immortal Tool Pavilion, Zhang family, Dragon God Palace, Tiandao Sect, Beixuan Sect, Shenwu Sect, Xingyun Sect, and other powerful forces were all gathering.

Powerful experts from great forces such as the Flame Dragon Empire, the Heavens Domain, Jiuzhou, and others rushed through the teleportation formations upon hearing Feng Wuchen would participate in the mainland Alchemy Competition, all coming to show their support and excitement.

The skies were filled with stalwarts, a countless number of talented individuals, as if in an era of prosperity.

The vast grounds of the Holy Soul Academy were packed with cultivators, overflowing with no room to spare.

The entire place was buzzing with noise, certainly the liveliest event in history.

“The Alchemy Competition excludes anyone over the age of thirty this time, the competition is bound to be fierce.”

“That’s right, that’s right! With so many alchemic talents on the mainland and without the suppression of the older generation of strong alchemists, their chances of winning are much greater.”

“I’m really looking forward to this Alchemy Competition, let it start quickly.”

The crowd buzzed with excited discussions.

“Without those strong alchemists from the older generation, I will definitely win the championship of the Alchemy Competition!”

“The championship is mine! I won’t lose to you!”

“Don’t overestimate your strength; the talented alchemist students of the Holy Soul Academy are at a higher realm than us.”

“Hmph! What of it? Who doesn’t have their failures? Luck is also a factor!”

Genius alchemists from all over, each brimming with confidence, their faces carried a hint of arrogance.

“The Hall Master of the Dragon God Palace has arrived!”

Someone shouted from within the crowd, instantly igniting the atmosphere, as all eyes swept toward the gate of the Holy Soul Academy at the same time.

Feng Wuchen and Ling Xiaoxiao, among others, entered the Holy Soul Academy.

“Greetings to the Alliance Hierarch!” The powerful figures from the various forces paid their respects with considerable fanfare, their voices thundering to the heavens.

“Feng Wuchen is truly the Alliance Hierarch of the Dragon God Alliance!”

“I didn’t believe it when the Great Elder said it, but it’s incredible!”

“Major forces of the Wuji Domain and the Northern Profound Domain are all under his control!”

All students of the Holy Soul Academy were shaken once again, standing agape, their shocked gazes fixated on Feng Wuchen, their eyes filled with envy.