Martial Master

After a quarter of an hour, everyone had chosen their own spiritual herbs.

Master Ouyang Zhengqi then waved his hand, collecting all the spiritual herbs.

Now that everything is ready, let's begin.

With a command, the final round of the competition started.

Boom!

A powerful mental storm swept down, wildly disrupting every contestant.

Qin Chen had already thought about what elixir to refine, but he did not rush to act immediately; instead, he was deep in thought and analysis.

The elixir he intended to refine was quite special. He would not recklessly take action without complete confidence. This assessment only allowed one opportunity; once he failed, there would be no hope for recovery.

Thus, after taking a deep breath, he did not hastily start refining but pondered while adapting to the terrifying mental storm from all realms.

However, the others were not as meticulous as Qin Chen.

Some alchemists summoned their true fire and alchemy furnaces as soon as the competition began. In an instant, astonishing flames filled the arena.

The time for the third round was much longer than the previous two rounds, but it still only lasted half a day. For many alchemists, wanting to refine a king-level elixir within half a day under such conditions was no easy task.

Therefore, as soon as the competition started, they immediately began refining.

Whoosh!

The rich flames, under the control of their mental energy, continuously licked the furnace, beginning the first step of refining: heating the furnace.

In the past, this step was almost second nature for alchemists capable of reaching the third round, to the point of being extremely skilled, but this time it seemed incredibly comical.

The true fires controlled by these alchemists were all crooked and chaotic. Some alchemists tried to arrange the flames in a circular manner to encase the alchemy furnace, but as a result of the impact from the mental energy, the circular flames became uneven, thick on one side and thin on the other.

Other alchemists attempted to form the flames into a pagoda shape, but the entire structure looked as if it had not been built properly, leaning to one side.

There were also alchemists who dispersed their true fire into dozens or even hundreds of tiny flames to heat the furnace more evenly, but the dispersed flames varied greatly in size, with large ones the size of a fist and small ones as tiny as beans. Many of the flames were flickering weakly.

The entire scene was a complete mess, utterly ridiculous.

“Conducting the refinement of elixirs under the influence of a nearly seventh-level mental storm is too difficult!”

“The reliance of alchemists on mental energy for refining is extremely severe. Controlling the fire requires mental energy, purifying the spiritual herbs requires mental energy, and blending the properties requires mental energy. As for condensing the elixir, it goes without saying. Any slight fluctuation in mental energy will affect the refinement of the elixir, not to mention in such an environment.”

“If it were me, I wouldn't even be able to refine an elixir; I’d probably exhaust all my energy just resisting the external mental storm, let alone having the energy to refine an elixir!”

Everyone's eyes widened, expressing their astonishment.

Just thinking about the difficulty of this refinement made them feel deeply moved.

However, it must be said that nearly every contestant who made it to the third round was not weak. Although their flames appeared crooked and messy, these contestants quickly adapted after an initial period of discomfort, each barely controlling the flames to proceed with the refinement.

But there were also those who were not the same.

Whoosh!

After a brief moment of perception, clusters of flames were released from Ye Mo and others' hands, immediately shocking everyone in the arena. Compared to the difficulties faced by others, the flames released by Ye Mo and the others were incredibly proficient. Although the mental storm did have some impact on them, making it obvious that the flames they controlled were slightly wavering, compared to everyone else, it was as if they remained perfectly steady, leaving people in awe.