On the square, it was filled with busy figures, and all participating Alchemists were showcasing their highest skills. Most Alchemists didn't want to compete for the championship this time but rather wanted to prove they're not inferior to the Dan Clan disciples.
As time elapsed, when the incense at the center of the square completely burned out, a huge bell sound resonated. All Alchemists stopped what they were doing in succession.
The contest had ended.
"All Alchemists stop your Alchemy; those who haven't finished will automatically exit the competition area."
A voice echoed from the Dan Clan's square.
Thirty percent of the Alchemists sighed and left the square because they couldn't finish refining Pei Yuan pills in the given time.
"Next, those who believe they have the capability to contend for the championship, please raise your hand."
Dan Baicao said again.
