Divine Emperor of Death
chapter-1961

Ellia didn't give a damn about what other people thought about her as she spoke to Davis using the Glorious Pill Palace's disciple. After displaying her prowess and saying something like that, people merely thought she was eloquent in saying that she didn't want to harm the Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple and that he could use his full prowess to attack her.

The Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple also inferred the same thing after racking his brain as he was not skilled in the arts of eloquence. All he knew was alchemy, and alchemy was all in his mind. He was so indulged in alchemy in order to climb to the very top, only to be suppressed by Faus Lanate, so now that his chance had come, he naturally wanted to display his prowess and gain more recognition.

However, it seemed like he was going to meet a miserable defeat at this rate. His eyes roamed left and right before an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

*Whoosh!~*

Many people were shocked as they saw the Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple go on the offensive instead of retreating. They couldn't help but commend his bravery.

When he neared Myria, a ring of fire enveloped him, causing some people to gasp. The ring was an alchemy refining technique. What was he bringing that out for? To refine or roast Myria?

Techniques used for refining pills were tame and controlled, so if it was used in fights, it would generally display a lower prowess. For the Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple to use it at this moment, they thought that he must have some idea, and indeed, the next moment, they saw him bring out a wide three-meter tall cauldron.

There were tortoise images and possessed dragon-shaped handles on four sides, while there was the image of a roc sealing the skies on the lid. Intense undulations emerged from it, making people understand that it was a Mid-Level Emperor Grade.

The Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple raised his hand, enveloping the intense heat of the flames in his cauldron as he smashed it down on Myria, thinking that even if he could not harm her, he should at least be able to make her retreat a few steps with the blazing flames and the immense weight of the cauldron attacking in force.

At this moment, everyone saw Myria raise her hand and hold her index finger with her thumb finger, causing their expressions to change.

And as expected, with a flick of her finger, Myria unleashed a colossal yet concentrated wave of pure force at the cauldron.

It was like an arrow that had left from its bow, unleashed by an elongated string with immense might.

*Bang!~*

The cauldron simply exploded, shattering into many pieces, revealing a stunned Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple. He looked at his shattered cauldron with wide eyes, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

Although it couldn't be used as a sharp weapon, it could be used as a blunt weapon like a smashing hammer. Its offensive prowess was not much, but due to its hardness and density, it made up for a good defensive object, making it even able to block attacks of average Mid-Level Ninth Stage Powerhouses, but for it to break under a single flick of a finger, his expression became more than ugly.

For good or bad, it was the cauldron he accompanied for most of his years until he had become more powerful, becoming able to refine Ninth Stage Pills. Looking at its spirit fading and the connection he had with it disappear, his eyes turned red.

"I'll fight it out with you!"

Fiery crimson flames soared into the skies.

Ellia still had her hands stretched out, and she suddenly clenched her hands, causing the Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple's expression to change as he took two steps back in retreat.

"Who told you to bring out a low-level artifact like that? Aren't you asking for it to be killed?"

Ellia's amused voice echoed out, causing the Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple to gnash his teeth in anger as he almost coughed out blood.

Wasn't she the one who said to use his full prowess against him? He could only take out that cauldron to increase his chances to display his skills, but before he could display any, it was destroyed.

And even though he said something like fighting out with her, he lacked the courage to battle her. If she could flick his Mid-Level Emperor Grade Cauldron, whose defensive prowess was no lesser to High-Level Emperor Grade Artifacts to death, then she could do it to him as well. Besides, the sight of her defeating her four opponents with four flicks of her finger was still fresh in his mind.

He sensed the threat of death from her, making him think that she wasn't far off from the Yin Lotus Fairy in terms of prowess. Perhaps, if he took a step forward and unleashed a move, he really would have no path to retreat. But, he didn't feel like admitting defeat either after he spoke something like that.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, he didn't know what to do when he suddenly saw Myria open her clenched fists, a faint fiery wisp floating above her frail, jade-white palm.

It was enveloped in a sphere, making him blink as he felt a faint familiarity to it.

"What are you looking at?" Ellia spoke indifferently, "Quickly absorb the artifact spirit into your soul sea and find a similar yet new cauldron without consciousness to imbue it. It can still be saved."

"Wha-!" The Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple jumped, "Are you speaking the tru-"

"Hurry up. Otherwise, it would die sooner or later."

"Yes!"

Hearing Myria's words, he no longer hesitated. He quickly appeared in front of her when she sent it flying towards him. Instantly, he caught it with both his hands, feeling the artifact's spirit which instantly made him smile. He pushed it towards his forehead without doubt as though he had no doubt that Myria would poison him.

However, the others weren't so trusting as him.

"Stop!"

"Hold it!"

The two Venerate Pill Emperors bellowed with their might, but the spatial formation wasn't shaken at all, nor did their sounds pass through it. Their expressions became ugly, thinking that their chosen candidate for the Palace Master positions was going to be killed.

Was kind of scheme was this? How could their candidate be so gullible enough to trust that mysterious Myria? Who was scheming against them?

They couldn't help but furiously turn towards a direction.

"Mystic Ice Sect…! My Glorious Pill Palace demands an explanation!"

One of the Venerate Pill Emperors bellowed, his anger visible on his face. However, the three Ancestors and Sect Master Bing Luli completely ignored him. Instead, their gaze was full of pride as they watched the happenings inside the spatial formation.

The people were shocked and confused. What was going on?

In the fiery skies of the battle stage, the Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple took out a similar-looking cauldron. It just so happened he had used his wealth to create a new cauldron to concoct Ninth Stage Pills, as his previous cauldron would more or less shatter if he kept refining Ninth Stage Pills with it.

For alchemists, their cauldrons would sometimes be their lifeblood. Some would even take care of them as they were their own wives. Although he hadn't reached such a level of closeness, he relished his cauldron spirit as it had helped him so many times in his journey that he no longer looked at it like it was some tool.

Even after it became useless, he didn't sell it, considering alchemists needed a huge capital as their spending was great as their gains.

After all, how could they obtain ingredients by themselves when they only had little prowess and little world knowledge? Although they knew the wilderness and its dangers, bandits would be more likely to kill them and take their treasures. That's why they had bodyguards, but bodyguards need to be paid as well.

Everything required money, but he had still kept that cauldron and even made his new cauldron in a similar design, so it could be seen how he relished it. That's why he became mad at Myria when she shattered it but hearing her words; he didn't hesitate.

King Grade Armaments could instantly birth a spirit, but it was not the same for Emperor Grade Armaments. Spirituality comes first, and only after they strengthen themselves would the spirit be born. In King Grade Armaments and Artifacts, spirituality and spirit awaken simultaneously as long as the forging process wasn't a failure because of equilibrium between life and power. Since the balance becomes tipped towards Emperor Grade when it comes to power, it becomes harder for the spirituality to form a spirit.

Under the heavens, the greater the power of a being, the harder it is to form consciousness. That's why it is also harder for Ninth Stage Powerhouses to have progenies that it would take them many tries. It is in accordance with the laws of the heavens.

The Glorious Pill Palace's top disciple took a deep breath as he looked at the cauldron he had taken out.

The new cauldron had spirituality but had yet to awaken an artifact spirit. Only after hundreds or thousands of pill refinement would the spirituality give birth to an artifact spirit. It also depended on the pills that it was used to concoct. Nonetheless, hearing Myria's instructions that came through soul transmission, he hurriedly cast the spirit unto the cauldron, binding it according to Myria's instructions.

It took some time, but finally, a resplendent light shone around the cauldron, enveloping him in its blinding light.

"You're back…"

As he felt the emotions the artifact spirit exuded, he almost shed a tear. It was unable to speak but knew that it was just revived from a near-death situation, so even expecting a form of response was asking more of it. As expected, it instantly went into slumber to recover, the blinding light dying down.

Patting the cauldron, he took into it his spatial ring and cupped hands towards Myria.

"I, Krynt Skyridge, thank Fairy Myria from the bottom of my heart.. I admit that it was my mistake that led to this situation, and neither am I able to defeat you, so I admit defeat.