Rebirth after the end of the world: I am engaged in introversion in the world of self-cultivation

In fact, as early as fifteen minutes before the competition, Jiang Wan had already successfully condensed the pill. At the moment when the pill was successfully condensed, Jiang Wan finally broke through the shackles of the eighth grade and was promoted to the ninth grade alchemist.

This furnace of soul-stirring pill is the opportunity for Jiang Wan to advance to the ninth level.

At the same time that Jiang Wan was promoted to the ninth level alchemist, the purity of the fire spirit root in his dantian finally increased to 100.

100 is perfection.

As expected, Jiang Wan came to that space again.

The space is still empty, as if only the towering stone tablet is left between heaven and earth, and the dazzling fiery red glow on top is the only color in this world.

Single, yet passionate.

Jiang Wan walked towards the direction of the stone monument. This time, until Jiang Wan touched the cold surface of the stone monument, the vortex did not appear.

Jiang Wan looked up and vaguely felt that the glow above was a little thinner, and then became fainter and fainter until it completely dissipated.

The glow faded, and Jiang Wan finally saw the writing on the stone tablet clearly.

——The First God Realm.

Before Jiang Wan could think about the meaning of these three words, the familiar vortex above his head appeared again, taking Jiang Wan away from this space.

As soon as Jiang Wan regained consciousness, he noticed that the sky seemed to be cloudy.

Wasn’t it always clear skies before?

The profound energy in Dantian began to become chaotic, as if it was eager to find a breakthrough.

This feeling was all too familiar to Jiang Wan, it was clearly a sign of advancement!

Looking up at the sky that was already glowing with a faint red, Jiang Wan's expression was slightly condensed. His eyes moved to Rong Yan at the referee's table, and saw the latter nodding to her.

The promotion is unstoppable, but you absolutely cannot advance here.

Jiang Wan prides herself on not being a good person, but she is not bad enough to let tens of thousands of people suffer along with her.

With the brutality of her thunder tribulation, those under the realm of refining the void would be directly chopped into pieces.

Jiang Wan used the teleportation technique and disappeared directly, and most of the lightning disaster that had gathered in the sky dissipated immediately.

The audience couldn't help but look at each other in shock, and for a while they couldn't realize what happened.

Better than trying the elixir to advance to the next level?

Moreover, if they read correctly, the thunder tribulations that had just been gathering had a faint red color. There was no doubt that this was the red sky thunder that would only appear when a powerful person in the Mahayana realm advanced.

So, the third elder of the Poison Immortal Sect is in the Mahayana realm?

Yan Zhi hasn't fully recovered yet. She remembers that when she was in the secret realm, Jiang Wan was still in the combined realm. How long ago did she reach Mahayana?

Several referees on the referee's bench were also slightly absent-minded. Even though they were used to big scenes, they were really shocked by what was happening today.

Rong Yan looked at Yan Huai who was standing aside, "Uncle, Huanwan said that her Soul-Breaking Pill has been refined, and I will do the rest."

Yan Huai refused: "You are the referee!"

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows: "I might as well not be."

Yan Huai: "!!!"

The soul-stirring pill has been refined, and the next thing is to listen to the opinions of the referees. However, Rong Yan temporarily resigned from his position as referee to avoid being unfair.

Yan Huai: These are all excuses! It’s not like you are the only senior brother Jiang Wan, don’t you see there is another one sitting under the stage!

I thought the scene just now was shocking enough, but I didn't expect that after the furnace lid was lifted, there was another surprise.

Because Jiang Wan was not here, it was Rong Yan who revealed the results of the soul-taking pill refining.

<divclass="contentadv">The moment the alchemy furnace was opened, a golden light suddenly bloomed, followed by the refreshing fragrance of alchemy.

The soul-stirring pill refined by Jiang Wan is obviously significantly different from those refined by several other eighth-level alchemists.

The particles are more plump, the fragrance of the elixir is more intense, and even the smell is much stronger.

Although Rong Yan didn't know how to refine pills, he could tell at a glance that the soul-stirring pill refined by Jiang Wan was obviously beyond the scope of the eighth grade.

Several referees on the referee's bench stood up immediately, obviously completely shocked by Jiang Wan's other surprise.

Alchemy and cultivation have the same origin. It's okay to have a sudden enlightenment while refining and advance to a higher level. But if you were promoted on the spot and refined the eighth-level soul-stirring elixir into a ninth-level one, isn't it a bit too outrageous?

Although there are also ninth-grade soul-absorbing pills, the materials used by Jiang Wan are the medicinal materials used to refine the eighth-grade soul-destroying pills!

Several people gathered around Jiang Wan's alchemy furnace to take a look, and then used their profound strength to hold up the soul-absorbing pills and took a closer look. They found that they were indeed ninth-grade pills, and even one-third of the pills were of top-grade quality!

It was obvious that Jiang Wan had been promoted to a ninth-level alchemist, the same level as them.

As a result of the competition, Jiang Wan won the first place without any suspense, Yan Zhi came in second, and the last one to advance to the third round was Lin Qian.

The audience was surprised again. They all thought that the last promotion spot would be between Tu Yu and the Yan family disciple, but they didn't expect that a dark horse would come out.

The judges weren't too surprised. A casual cultivator who could use ordinary flames to refine alchemy and advance to the second round was naturally a bit special.

However, the high quality rate of 90% still made several judges look at Lin Qian a few times.

As soon as the results were announced, Rong Yan tore the space apart and disappeared from the spot without looking back.

The level of urgency was obvious to everyone present.

……

A barren mountain a hundred miles south of Fire City.

The raging red thunder struck hard on the aqua blue figure on the top of the mountain, trying to break her proud spine.

Sanjuan and Hu Jiuyi lined up on either side of Jiang Wan, and together with her endured the tribulation thunders sloping down like a waterfall.

After the first round of lightning strikes, one person and two beasts finally had a chance to take a breather. Sanjuan, who was covered in scars, spit out a mouthful of black mist and looked at Jiang Wan, who was also in tatters, with a resentful expression, "Contractor, Your calamity thunder is getting more and more difficult to survive, and there are already thirty-six of them."

Hu Jiu seconded, "Ooooooooo!" I had an intuition that if I did two more chops, I would have completed the Mahayana.

Jiang Wan nodded in agreement, took out three roasted chicken legs from the space, divided them into one person and one animal, "Let's replenish some energy first, there will probably be another wave later."

San Juan Hu Jiu took it, and then sat on either side of Jiang Wan in a humanlike manner.

After taking a few bites, Sanjuan turned to look at Jiang Wan and said, "Contractor, let Dajuan wash some grapes. Hu Jiuyi and I just ate a roast duck and are a little thirsty."

Jiang Wan: "..."

You ask for quite a lot.

Despite being disgusted, Jiang Wan still sent a message to Dajuan to ask him to prepare a plate of grapes for the two beasts, and he also thoughtfully asked Sijuan to get three glasses of freshly squeezed grape juice.

Sanjuan took a sip, it was sour and sweet, and he felt very satisfied.

However, the next second——

"Cough...cough..."

Jiang Wan patted its back, Sanjuan coughed violently for a while, and finally spit out a broken grape seed.

Juan Three: "Master, let Si Juan take out the grape seeds next time. With my delicate little body, my throat can get stuck easily."

Jiang Wan: "Oh."

When Rong Yan came over, he saw this scene. One person and two animals sat in a row, with vicissitudes of life written on their tattered backs.