Inside the Chaos Shennong Cauldron, the primordial azure flames burned fiercely. Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in the center of the Eight Trigrams formation array, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead. Over the five days inside the pagoda, he had refined three cauldrons of medicinal pills in succession.
"Withdraw!"
With a soft cry, the cauldron lid flew open with a roar. Twelve golden-red medicinal pills soared out one after another, each bearing natural Dao patterns on its surface. Ling Xiao inhaled deeply, and three pills melted instantly upon contact with his tongue, their boundless medicinal potency flowing through his limbs and bones like a warm spring.
Chapter 774