Chapter 2102: The Previous Sentence

"This demon-summoning technique has probably reached the divine realm, hasn't it?"

"How shameful! I have cultivated the demon-summoning technique for no less than a million years, yet I cannot reach the divine realm!"

"No wonder he's called a sub-sage; this kid is truly formidable!"

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A chorus of exclamations arose from the celestial venerables; clearly, they were all astonished by Ye Yuan's demon-summoning technique.

Xin Luo's gaze held a hint of shock and a hint of bewilderment.

The strength of the demon-summoning technique largely determined the quality of the pill.

Thus, when the demon race refined pills, they placed great emphasis on the demon-summoning technique.

Yet Xin Luo had never seen anyone cultivate the demon-summoning technique to the level Ye Yuan had!

The demon-summoning technique had four stages:入门, 小成, 大成, and 圆满.

But above these four stages were three more: 玄意, 通神, and 道临.

The demon-summoning technique was the basic skill of the Demon God Pill, and its importance went without saying.

The first four stages could be reached through diligent practice.

However, the latter three stages had reached the level of the Dao, which could not be attained through hard work alone; it depended on one's enlightenment.

The priests present were all great figures of the demon race; among the seven-star priests, most could cultivate to the 玄意 realm.

But not a single one had reached the 通神 realm!

Now, a human had cultivated the demon-summoning technique to the 通神 realm—how could they not feel ashamed?

In fact, for Ye Yuan, the demon-summoning technique was not complicated; it was merely a matter of controlling the demon divine essence.

But when it came to fine control of divine essence, how many in this world could compare to him?

Coupled with his profound understanding of the alchemy Dao, it was not surprising that he had reached the 通神 level.

Yet to the celestial venerables, this scene was shocking enough.

Gongyang Lie frowned and said gravely, "What, is his demon-summoning technique that impressive?"

Xin Luo smiled bitterly and said, "Impressive is an understatement. Even an ordinary eight-star priest here would not dare claim to be better at the demon-summoning technique than him! As for me... I am not his equal!"

A flash of surprise crossed Gongyang Lie's eyes. He was a layman when it came to alchemy, merely an assistant to the High Priest Hongling.

It was Hongling who had used the power of pills to forcibly push him to the Heavenly Emperor realm.

He roughly knew Xin Luo's strength—among celestial venerables, he was at the very top.

Now even he admitted he was not Ye Yuan's equal, which showed how powerful Ye Yuan's demon-summoning technique was!

"Then in this duel... will Mucheng lose?" Gongyang Lie asked hesitantly.

Now, he was no longer confident.

Xin Luo shook his head and said, "Refining the Demon God Pill is an extremely complex process; the demon-summoning technique is only one aspect. Rest assured, Lord Gongyang, Mucheng's realm and foundation are far beyond those of a junior of a thousand years. This duel is still without suspense!"

Hearing this, Gongyang Lie felt relieved.

However, things did not develop in the direction they had imagined.

The two did not engage in a contest of alchemy aura, but as the pill refining progressed, Ye Yuan's alchemy seemed natural and flawless, as if evolving a world.

In comparison, although Mucheng's alchemy was impressive, it lacked a certain nuance.

Those present were all masters among masters; they could discern the superior and inferior at a glance.

That nuance might be something Mucheng could never overcome in his lifetime.

Xin Luo's expression grew increasingly solemn, and the confusion on his face deepened.

He could not imagine how such a young priest could make no mistakes at all while refining pills.

Flawless!

That was the impression Ye Yuan's alchemy left on Xin Luo!

"Condense! Haha, this time I'm refining the Nine Que Demon God Pill, and my state has never been better! What sub-sage? A mere six-star priest, what does he know about alchemy!"

As soon as Mucheng condensed the pill, he couldn't help laughing loudly because his state was too good.

But when he came to his senses, he found something amiss.

No one responded!

Looking around, everyone was staring at him with strange expressions.

"What... what's wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that?" Mucheng asked, bewildered.

Xin Luo tossed him a small bottle and sighed, "Take a look for yourself."

Mucheng probed with his divine sense and instantly froze on the spot.

Mucheng was utterly defeated!

Next, several others challenged Ye Yuan, each presenting their best pill.

But before Ye Yuan, they were still utterly defeated.

Gongyang Lie was already dumbfounded.

A six-star priest sweeping through the seven-star great figures of the Western Spirit Domain?

Such a thing was like a fantasy.

Finally, Xin Luo, the number one alchemist of the Western Spirit Domain, stepped forward to challenge Ye Yuan, and was still utterly defeated!

Ye Yuan looked at Xin Luo and shook his head, saying, "Such a vast Western Spirit Domain, yet not a single Ancestral Realm expert. No wonder the demon race's alchemy has always been suppressed by the human race!"

Here were gathered the strongest group of seven-star priests in the entire Western Spirit Domain, yet none had reached the Ancestral Realm.

Ye Yuan had originally thought Xin Luo might have reached the Ancestral Realm and posed some threat.

Unfortunately, Xin Luo had only reached half-step Ancestral Realm, still one step away from the Ancestral Realm.

Hearing Ye Yuan's words, everyone looked ashamed.

But inwardly, they were even more shocked!

An Ancestral Realm powerhouse!

The sub-sage was actually an Ancestral Realm powerhouse!

An Ancestral Realm powerhouse over a thousand years old—this was simply a mythical existence!

Xin Luo sighed, bowed respectfully, and said, "The sub-sage is mighty; Xin Luo is thoroughly convinced!"

Just then, a cold snort rang out, and a figure stepped into the hall.

"Hmph! What nonsense sub-sage, playing tricks! You're all a bunch of trash! You've disgraced the Western Spirit Domain!"

Following the sound, all the celestial venerables tensed up.

"Greetings, Priest Chixiao!"

Seeing the newcomer, all the celestial venerables bowed in unison.

A young man in splendid brocade robes slowly walked to the high seat, gave a slight bow to Gongyang Lie, and said, "Greetings, Uncle Gongyang."

Seeing the newcomer, Gongyang Lie's eyes lit up, and he said joyfully, "Heh, good! Good! Now that Chixiao is here, I can rest assured!"

Chixiao looked Ye Yuan up and down with a contemptuous expression and said, "Don't think that entering the Ancestral Realm makes you impressive. You're still a million years too early to be compared to my master!"

Ye Yuan's face turned cold, and he said icily, "What did you just say?"

Chixiao snorted coldly and said, "I said you're a million years too early. Are you deaf?"

Ye Yuan squinted and said coldly, "The previous sentence!"

Chixiao was taken aback, then sneered, "I said you're a nonsense sub-sage, playing tricks. What, did I say something wrong?"

Gongyang Lie's expression changed, sensing trouble.

Sure enough, Ye Yuan roared in anger, "Where does this insolent brat come from, daring to be so presumptuous! Gongyang Lie, is this how the High Priest Hongling disciplines his disciples, showing no respect even to his own grandmaster?"

Chixiao's expression changed drastically, and he realized he had misspoken.

The sub-sage was personally conferred by the Saint Ancestor High Priest; calling him a nonsense sub-sage was slapping the grandmaster in the face!

He had only blurted it out in indignation at seeing Ye Yuan sweep through the Western Spirit Domain, never expecting Ye Yuan to seize on that slip.