"Only one left!"
Sun Wukong and Shen Lang almost simultaneously finished refining their fifth Spirit Pill, each still holding three crystal spheres. Naturally, they were determined to push through and complete the refinement of all the pills.
"Strange, why is it so quiet? Can't hear a sound?"
Opening his eyes, Sun Wukong looked around. What he saw startled him; he and Shen Lang were enveloped by a layer of light shield.
It was precisely the Creation Light of the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor.
Thus, sound and aura were isolated.
Could something have happened?
"Wukong, Shen Lang, just focus on your alchemy, the rest is up to this Ancestor!"
The voice of the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor reached Sun Wukong and Shen Lang's ears.
The slight unease in their hearts immediately calmed down. Since the Hong Jun Daoist Ancestor said so, there was nothing to worry about.
Continue with the alchemy!
