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"Yao Yan, you despicable scumbag! Not only did you lend the Sacred Furnace to that brat Huo Ling, you even hid the Black Demon Holy Flames you subdued in the Holy Spirit Cauldron! You, you cheated!"

The instant the light wall saw the lid open, wisps of black flames appeared. Those with sharp eyes immediately recognized the black flames coming out of the cauldron as the Sacred Flame's Black Demon Holy Flames that Yao Yan had subdued.

"Cheating?" Yao Yan put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Xuan Zhong Ting and the rest who were so embarrassed that they became angry, saying indifferently: "I think all of you are just spouting slander. Do you have any evidence to prove that I hid the Black Demon Holy Flames within the Holy Spirit Cauldron? If you can't afford to lose, just say so and don't come up with such a tasteless excuse. "

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Ripples of energy were suddenly emitted from the space where the Heavenly Flame Halberd was. Countless flames were quickly released from the pill furnace in front of him.

The next moment, the Heavenly Fire Halberd ferociously slapped the furnace with both hands. A Heavenly Immortal dew pill that was filled with a rich medicinal fragrance and had ten pill patterns on it flew out of the furnace and floated in the air.

"Not bad, not bad! The Ten Striped Immortal Ancient Dew Pill!" The smile on Yao Yan's face grew even wider as he looked at the flawless Immortal Ancient Dew Pills refined by the halberd. He looked at Xuan Hong and the others with a dark expression and asked, "Xuan Hongzheng, what else do you have to say?"

"Yao Yan, the competition is not over yet. Isn't it too early for you to be happy!" Xuan Hong was glaring at Yao Yan, his heart filled with killing intent.

"I think you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin!" There are only four slots left for the finals, do you think that kid has a chance to get promoted? " Yao Yan snorted and laughed, "Don't tell me that you think that brat can refine the Heavenly Immortal Ancient Dew Pill to the Quasi-Saint Core rank."

"You …"

Hearing the repeated provocations of the Medicine Flame, the Grand Elder could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart.

"What, you can't afford to lose and want to fight? I already knew that your Sky Hall was a bunch of hypocrites. " Yao Yan let out a cold laugh and fearlessly said, "Xuan Zhong Ting, I'll sit right here. If you want to fight, just do it. If I can't kill you in ten moves, consider it my loss."

"Grand Elder, don't be impulsive, lest we fall into his trap!"

Seeing that Yao Yan intended to blow the matter up, the gloomy faced Xuan Hong immediately sent a sound transmission.

From Xuan Hong's point of view, Ye Zichen's defeat was already certain. However, if he were to make a move in front of everyone, then he would lose not only the sacred pill, but also his dignity.

In his fury, Xuan Hong was still a bit regretful, regretting his impulsive actions. If he had not wanted to use Ye Chenfeng to ruthlessly humiliate Yao Yan, things would not have ended up like this.

"Xuan Yuan, didn't you want to make a move? "Come on, I'll wait for you here!"

The corner of Yao Yan's mouth slightly rose as he looked at the courtyard in which he had restrained his anger. He gave up on that ice-cold smile and continued to ridicule.

"Great Elder, don't be angry. Have you forgotten the saying? Dogs bite people; can they bite dogs? We'll let him scream and see how long he can. "

Second Elder Yun Zhou was surprisingly calm, as his sharp eyes swept across Yao Yan, and retorted coldly.

"Good, this old man will let you deceive yourselves for a while. I hope that you will still have the face to stay here after the competition!" Yao Yan's pupils contracted as he swept his gaze over the Profound Cloud Ark, not saying a word.

But in his mind, the end of the competition, how to humiliate Xuan Hong and the others, how to make use of this opportunity to discredit the Sky Hall, and how to make this year's art refinement competition a laughing stock kept surfacing.

Just as the atmosphere was stifling to the point where he couldn't breathe, the Grandmaster Terminator who was known as the Holy Hand of Pills completed the pill refinement first. Although he didn't use his full strength, he still managed to concoct a Seven-Striped Holy Pill and advanced to the finals without any suspense.

Not long after Master Terminator finished concocting the pills, Grandmaster Pill Heart, Grandmaster Gabriella, and Master Shuiyue also concocted quasi-Saint pills. Because they were reserving their strength, the pills they concocted only had six to seven patterns.

And in less than five days, they had refined a high quality quasi-Saint Pill. It was clear that the four of them represented the highest level of alchemy in the central world.

The smile on Yao Yan's face grew even wider as he watched Master Terminator and the other three forge pills. Xuan Hong and the others, on the other hand, were in complete despair.

From their point of view, Ye Chenfeng was already powerless. He had completely lost the chance to make a comeback in the finals.

As time neared the end, Jiao Yu Yan was second from last. She concocted a Nine-Striped Ancient Dao Pill.

Although the quality of the Ancient Dao Pills she concocted could not compare to that of the Ancient Dew Immortal Pills, they surpassed four Tier 9 Heavenly Masters and the Thousand Birds Heavenly Master who had failed the pill concoction.

Although this meant that Jiao Yu Yan had lost the qualifications to enter the finals, this result still caused her to have a dream-like feeling and she was extremely excited.

Putting the Nine-Striped Ancient Dao Pill into her hands, Yu Yan looked towards Ye Chenfeng, who was completely focused on concocting pills, through an independent space.

At this moment, other than Ye Chenfeng, all the other alchemists had finished their matches, and there was not much time left.

In the eyes of Yao Yan, Ye Chenfeng was just struggling in death. He had lost, lost completely, lost without any suspense.

Finally, just as the fire and sand within the funnel was about to run out, the Vermillion Bird opened its wings and flew into the air while holding the Ancient Dew Pill.

When Yao Yan passed through the light wall and saw that the Heavenly Immortal Ancient Dew Pill Ye Chenfeng had refined only had three pill patterns, he mercilessly laughed loudly. His laughter was filled with ridicule.

As for Xuan Hong and the rest, they revealed bitter smiles. The last shred of hope in their hearts had been shattered.