The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 849 - Break Kill Pill
Chapter 849: Chapter 849: Break Kill Pill
Chapter 849 -849: Break Kill Pill
The Battle Spirit condensed once again, facing Fang Lin, was the sixtieth Battle Spirit.
This Battle Spirit looked different from the previous ones, holding a longsword in its hand. Even without striking, there was already a hint of Sword Qi.
Seeing this, Fang Lin didn’t dare to take it lightly and slapped his Nine Palace Bag, conjuring a round, gray pill in his hand.
This pill had already been prepared by Fang Lin, who had been waiting for the opportunity to take it.
At this moment, he felt it was time to consume it.
The gray pill, known as the Break Kill Pill, was a very special fifth-grade pill.
It was not easy for Fang Lin to refine this fifth-grade Break Kill Pill, especially in a hurry, so its quality only reached a medium level.
However, even at medium quality, it was completely sufficient.
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After taking the Break Kill Pill, its effects would not manifest quickly, but they would become stimulated during continuous combat.
Once the power of the Break Kill Pill was stimulated, it would create a cycle within the Martial Artist’s body, equating to training while fighting, with the efficiency of progress multiplying.
Furthermore, the more intense the battle, the more thoroughly the pill’s potency would be stimulated, and the faster the efficiency of breakthroughs would be.
The ingenuity of this pill lies within a single word, “battle.”
Constant battle, continuously stimulating the pill’s power, would lead to unceasing improvement in the Martial Artist’s realm.
Fang Lin had prepared several Break Kill Pills, so he was not worried about running out.
Without any hesitation, Fang Lin swallowed a Break Kill Pill and gripped the Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear, charging towards the sixtieth Battle Spirit.
Sword and spear clashed, and their aura rampaged wildly, like a ferocious wind churning waves. Were anyone present, they would surely be astounded.
Because the sixtieth Battle Spirit was approaching the strength of a Martial Artist at the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Vein, such a vast gap in realm, yet Fang Lin was not significantly at a disadvantage. If this were witnessed in the outside world, it would be shocking to all.
His Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear constantly probed forth, like a dragon or a phoenix, moving with agility as he threaded his way through the fight, the spear visible but Fang Lin’s figure unseen.
Fang Lin was quite adept with the spear, finding it much smoother to use than the sword.
This Spear Skill was also learned by Fang Lin in a previous life, and when displayed, was powerful enough to sweep through numerous enemies.
Nevertheless, the strength of the Battle Spirit was extremely formidable, nearly reaching the Ninth Layer of the Spirit Vein, and Fang Lin would find it difficult to match without using other treasures.
But it was this kind of grueling battle that Fang Lin desired. He needed such strenuous combat to stimulate the potency of the Break Kill Pill within him.
At this moment, he could feel the medicinal power gradually being aroused, creating a cycle within his body, and he began to cultivate rapidly.
Of course, from an outsider’s perspective, Fang Lin would appear to be in trouble, unable to defeat the sixtieth Battle Spirit.
It was an extremely fierce struggle, with Fang Lin exerting his full strength to barely avoid defeat.
Throughout this process, his realm was continuously advancing.
Before he knew it, Fang Lin had been fighting with the sixtieth Battle Spirit for several hours.
From initially being at a disadvantage and severely suppressed by the opponent, he had now reached a point where the battle was evenly matched. Fang Lin seemed tireless, his strength seemingly inexhaustible, growing more exhilarated as the fight went on.
Ever since Fang Lin had acquired many treasures, such exhilarating exchanges had become rare.
With treasures at his disposal, Fang Lin more often relied on the power of treasures to face his enemies and resolve crises, so his own strength was not particularly evident.
However, now, Fang Lin was no longer relying on treasures. Even the Mysterious Sea Dragon Spear in his hand was only being used as a weapon, not invoking the broader powers of the treasure.
In such battle, Fang Lin could truly unleash himself and achieve genuine advancement.
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Outside, the numbers on the stone slab had not changed for quite some time.
It wasn’t just Fang Lin, even Long Zhiming seemed to have encountered trouble, stuck at the number sixty-eight.
It indicated that Long Zhiming had defeated sixty-eight Battle Spirits but had encountered an obstacle on the sixty-ninth Battle Spirit.
Elder Huang’s brows furrowed slightly, as he was uncertain whether Long Zhiming was actually going to be stopped before the sixty-ninth Battle Spirit.
After all, the situation inside the Battle Spirit Temple was completely invisible to others, so no one knew what was actually happening at the moment.
Seeing this, the members of the Long Family couldn’t help but sweat nervously, they had great confidence in Long Zhiming, but indeed the numbers on the stone slab hadn’t changed for several hours.
“What do you think, who will come out first, Fang Lin or Long Zhiming?”
“I think Fang Lin will, he’s been stuck on the number fifty-nine longer.”
“However, the situation Long Zhiming is facing now might be even more difficult.”
“Ah, it really is hard to say, it would be interesting if both of them came out at the same time.”
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Inside the Pressure Hall, people speculated with some believing Fang Lin would emerge first and others thinking Long Zhiming, having encountered an insurmountable Battle Spirit, would come out sooner than Fang Lin.
Under such guessing and discussion, after two hours, the number on the stone slab finally changed.
It was Long Zhiming’s number, which went from sixty-eight to sixty-nine.
Such a change caused the people of the Long Family in the Pressure Hall to cheer, and the anxiety that had been hanging in their hearts was also temporarily relieved.
“Hmph! What’s there to be proud of, Fang Lin will catch up soon!” Dugu Nian said with dissatisfaction.
Some people just smiled and didn’t take Dugu Nian’s words seriously, Fang Lin was certainly formidable, having reached a level many people couldn’t, but compared to Long Zhiming, he still fell quite short.
Even if Fang Lin also overcame the sixty-ninth Battle Spirit, everyone would still consider Fang Lin inferior to Long Zhiming.
That’s because there was definitely a difference in strength between the Battle Spirits they each faced.
To put it plainly, facing the same sixty-ninth Battle Spirit, the one Long Zhiming had to fight was definitely stronger than the Battle Spirit Fang Lin had to face.
This was because of the disparity in strength between the two individuals, so the Battle Spirits’ strength would also differ.
If they were all Battle Spirits of the same strength, then it wouldn’t be easy for people of different strengths to reflect their difference in the Battle Spirit Temple.
“Look! Fang Lin’s number has changed too!”
At that moment, someone instantly noticed the change in Fang Lin’s number on the stone slab.
Everyone immediately looked over, only to see that Fang Lin’s number had indeed changed: from fifty-nine to sixty.
This meant that Fang Lin had defeated the sixtieth Battle Spirit, advanced further, and was about to face the sixty-first Battle Spirit.
“Hmm, Long Zhiming might be able to break the record, and while Fang Lin may not reach the level of Long Zhiming, his performance is impressive enough to be worth cultivating by the Pill Alliance,” Elder Huang silently nodded to himself, thinking.
But unexpectedly, the real surprise was yet to come.
On the stone slab, Fang Lin’s number quickly changed again.
Sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three····
In just four hours, Fang Lin’s number had already reached sixty-nine!