The sky gradually darkened.
Inside the alchemy competition arena, more than half of the thirty-six alchemists had already finished their work. Five of them were unfortunate enough to have their pills explode in the furnace, while others simply failed to produce anything of note or managed only low-grade Heaven Tier Creation Heavenly Pills.
Night had fully fallen, yet Ye Qing was still refining. By the time the thirty-fifth alchemist completed their task, Ye Qing remained at his furnace.
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