Battle Through the Heavens: Marry Cao Ying, Reward is Devouring Ancestral Symbol

Chapter 377 Ninth-Rank Golden Core Ancestor, Female Battle Saintsmedicinal ingredients flew out of the storage ring one by one. There were thirty-six main ingredients and seventy-two supplementary ingredients. Every single one had been meticulously selected by him; their age, medicinal properties, and Origin were all perfect without the slightest error.

Inside the supreme cauldron, flames rose.

This time, he did not use Dou Qi fire, but instead utilized the Three Thousand Burning Flame.

The purple-black flames surged within the cauldron, carrying Dragon Might and the power of immortality as they melted and purified those rare medicinal ingredients one by one.

Shen Wen closed his eyes. The power of his Emperor Realm Soul poured into the cauldron like a tide, precisely controlling every step.

The melting order of the ingredients, the temperature changes of the flames, and the timing of the medicinal Fusion—every detail was within his control.

One day, two days, three days passed.

Half a month later, dark clouds began to gather above Pill City.

These were no ordinary dark clouds, but a color that was nearly ink-black.

The dark clouds were as thick as a physical substance. As they surged, black lightning flickered faintly within them. They stretched from above Pill City all the way to the horizon; within ten thousand miles, everything was ink-black.

Black Demon Lightning.

Moreover, it was a black lightning even more terrifying than that of a Ninth-Grade Treasure Pill.

Inside the Pill Tower, everyone looked up at the dark clouds that blotted out the sun, their faces turning pale.

”It’s Black Demon Lightning again...”

”What is the Tower Revered Master refining? Last time, for a Ninth-Grade Treasure Pill, there were only three bolts. This time... how many will there be?”

”Can you even count them?”

No one could count them. The black lightning in the dark clouds was dense, like countless venomous snakes weaving through the cloud layers. Every bolt emitted a heart-stopping pressure.

Old Man Shennong stood in the medicinal garden leaning on his cane. He looked up at the dark clouds, a hint of complexity in his cloudy old eyes.

”A Grade 9 Profound Pill,” he muttered in a low voice. ”This kid has surpassed this old man.”

Shen Wen stood on the stone platform, looking up at the ten-thousand-mile expanse of dark clouds in the sky, his expression calm.

He raised his hand.

The great dao treasure bottle condensed into form above his palm, its mouth facing upward as an ink-black vortex slowly rotated.

The black lightning in the dark clouds struck down simultaneously—dozens, hundreds of bolts, dense and overwhelming.

The Black Demon Lightning, which was enough to severely wound a Dou Sheng, vanished without a trace the moment it fell into the bottle’s mouth, like a clay ox entering the sea.

The great dao treasure bottle trembled slightly. The runes on the bottle’s body lit up for a moment before returning to tranquility.

A wisp of extremely pure energy was fed back from the bottom of the bottle, flowing into Shen Wen’s body through his arm.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

The dark clouds dispersed, and sunlight spilled down once more.

The next moment.

Countless pill rain fell, covering the entire Pill Domain.

”It’s pill rain, pill rain! A Grade 9 Profound Pill has been born!”

”So the Tower Revered Master was refining a Grade 9 Profound Pill!!”

”We have a Grade 9 Profound Alchemist!”

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Inside the Pill Tower, everyone was buzzing with discussion. This was a Grade 9 Profound Pill; how long had it been since one was born!

With their Tower Revered Master having refined a Grade 9 Profound Pill, the Pill Tower would truly become the Holy Land for all Alchemists!

Inside the supreme cauldron, a faint black light shot into the sky!

The light tumbled, twisted, and expanded in the air, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant dragon that was pitch-black all over.

The giant dragon roared toward the sky, its voice shaking the surrounding wilderness, its dragon eyes filled with the light of spirituality.

It glanced at Shen Wen, then turned around, kicked off with its four hooves, and fled frantically toward the horizon.

Shen Wen raised his hand and lightly clenched it.

The power of the space ancestral talisman erupted with a boom, as silver-gray light instantly enveloped a radius of a thousand feet.

The fleeing black dragon seemed to hit an invisible wall; its figure suddenly jerked and was frozen in mid-air.