I have a city in another world

Chapter 7019 Void Alchemy
The high-ranking wizards had no idea what Tang Zhen was thinking.

Even if they knew, they wouldn't care.

Compassion is not the way to command an army, and righteousness is not the way to manage finances. Not to mention cultivators, even those in positions of power in the mortal world would not hesitate to sacrifice human lives when necessary.

Power and influence can create the illusion that one is different from others of the same kind.

Therefore, they become increasingly indifferent to other life forms, resorting to any means to achieve their goals, and treating human life as worthless as grass.

Cultivators are different; they are truly undergoing a life leap, and with each advancement, they widen the gap between themselves and their kind.

In the eyes of most cultivators, they truly regard all living beings as ants and have no compassion whatsoever.

Upon hearing that Tang Zhen had a solution, the high-level wizards made up their minds to give it a try, no matter how great the potential danger.

They were even secretly considering whether to temporarily conceal the terrible side effects of taking the drug, lest a group of explorers refuse to take the pills after learning the truth, thus increasing the unpredictability.

After some discussion, it was decided to downplay the seriousness of the matter and inform those who were unwilling to comply that a combination of kindness and severity would be enough to subdue them.

The surviving group of wizards now have no choice.

Tang Zhen took in all the subtle changes in everyone's expressions, and although he knew the sordid nature of it, he did not directly point it out.

He was already used to the filth and depravity of the cultivation world; the law of the jungle was the norm.

There's no need to act like a moral gentleman at a time like this.

However, if it were a resident of his own building, Tang Zhen would never use this method.

The ninth-level cultivators did not intervene; the leaders, such as the Wrathful Flame Wizard, were responsible for communication, and a result was reached in a short time.

"Please, sir, make your move."

A group of high-ranking wizards looked at Tang Zhen at the same time, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Having received a clear reply, Tang Zhen stopped wasting words and directly chose to refine pills in the void.

He took a step forward and arrived before the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. He suddenly raised his hands and formed a series of complex and ancient hand seals.

In an instant, the weather changed dramatically!

An invisible, immense power emanated from him, enveloping the mountain of monster corpses in front of him!

Then, something truly shocking happened.

The mountain of monster corpses seemed to be gripped and squeezed by an invisible giant hand of heaven and earth, accompanied by a tooth-grinding "crack" sound and a "sizzling" sound of extraction.

The grotesque and twisted corpses shrank and shrank at a visible speed, eventually being squeezed and extracted into thick, viscous, dark red to almost black, foul-smelling liquid.

Streams of viscous fluid, like blood-red pythons, struggled and twisted, converging into several thick rivers of blood. Under the precise guidance of Tang Zhen's divine sense, they roared and poured into a black vortex that appeared out of nowhere in mid-air and was slowly rotating.

The black vortex was incredibly deep, connected to an unknown void. As a large amount of flesh and mucus poured in, its rotation speed suddenly increased, and a "gurgling" sound like boiling lava came from inside.

It was as if inside the liquid, countless vengeful spirits were being tormented and wailing, and violent and chaotic energy was escaping.

The cultivators watched intently, secretly marveling at the sight, and attempted to analyze and learn from it.

Around that constantly spinning, chaotic black vortex, all sorts of energy runes flashed one after another like sprites!
It shimmers with different lights such as gold, red, blue, and purple, like rainbows swirling and dancing around it, releasing magnificent and strange beams of energy.

These are all energies of heaven and earth, in a liquefied state, constantly being injected into the boiling void furnace.

Tang Zhen moved his hands, seemingly trying to harmonize and suppress the violent and chaotic energy, guiding it into a specific form.

This extraordinary sight of a furnace rising from the void and refining flesh and blood into pills left the cultivators behind speechless, even temporarily forgetting the pain they were experiencing.

They were all well-traveled and knowledgeable, but they had never seen such a bizarre and grand scene of alchemy before. This completely overturned their understanding of the process of alchemy.

Although no one could understand the mystery behind it, anyone could see at a glance that the techniques Tang Zhen was using at this moment were absolutely unimaginably sophisticated!
The gazes of the several ninth-level cultivators watching Tang Zhen grew increasingly complex and profound, a mixture of apprehension and indescribable shock. This incredible, unheard-of method of refining medicine in the void alone was enough to prove that this man's background was extraordinary.

Their knowledge and power likely far exceed their expectations.

The wizards were filled with longing, a morbid obsession with knowledge, which then turned into greed and malice.

But in an instant, they came to their senses again and gave a bitter laugh to themselves.

Having witnessed Tang Zhen's various methods, they still dared to plot against him; they were simply courting death.

After regaining their senses, they all suppressed their desires and dared not continue to have wild thoughts.

To avoid losing one's life due to a momentary lapse in judgment.

The process of refining elixirs is faster than imagined.

In less than ten minutes, the spinning black vortex suddenly stopped, and a clear, ringing sound like shattering glass came from within!
"Om-!"

The void alchemy furnace suddenly exploded, turning into specks of black light and dissipating into nothingness.

Instead, countless streaks of blood-red light, like locusts guided by a spell, shot out from the center of the explosion.

Guided by Tang Zhen, it flew precisely to a group of cultivators, hovering there waiting for them to consume it.

They were blood-red pills, each the size of a longan, perfectly round and covered with crimson patterns, as if they had just been picked from the bodies of living beings.

Upon closer inspection, one can see fine, vein-like patterns pulsating within the pill, suggesting the presence of blood flowing inside.

The elixir emitted an extremely strange smell, a mixture of a strong, pungent stench of blood and a bizarre, stimulating aroma that instantly invigorated the spirit, like a thirsty person finding a sweet spring.

The elixir is ready.

The explorers exchanged glances, all harboring doubts about the strange elixir. However, considering their predicament and the pain they would endure, they gritted their teeth and swallowed it.

The moment the pill entered their stomachs, the cultivators' faces instantly turned rosy, and their bodies entered a strange state of excitement.

In a short period of time, a terrifying metabolic transformation occurred in my body, and I felt completely refreshed.

The pain and discomfort seemed to be washed away by the tide, disappearing without a trace at an extremely fast speed.

Such a miraculous effect left the skeptical cultivators dumbfounded, and then filled them with overwhelming joy.

They never dreamed that such a miraculous elixir existed; it was truly a lifesaver in times of crisis.

The group of cultivators, who had been limp and weak, quickly stood up again.

They checked themselves, their faces beaming with joy, and then bowed to Tang Zhen and the others.

At this moment, all the cultivators felt full of energy and wished they could fight the monster again.

Similarly, some cultivators wore solemn expressions, feeling that their condition was a final burst of energy before death.

Like a dying person who was on the verge of death but suddenly becomes in excellent condition.

This is not a good omen; it signifies impending death, and they are in a similar state right now.

Fortunately, the advanced cultivators had clearly informed them of the potential dangers before they took the pills. As a result, although they were filled with fear, they also had a glimmer of hope, knowing that they would not die.

As the group of surviving cultivators gradually returned to normal, the earth suddenly trembled violently.

Ahead, an area suddenly collapsed and caved in, forming a sinkhole several hundred meters in diameter.

A cold, foul stench suddenly emanated from the pit, causing the cultivators to feel a sense of unease and trepidation.