Immortal Spirit Ball.
No Return Forest.
Thunderclouds covered the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Zhao Yiling and the little fox quickly arrived at Wang Hao's location, seeing Wang Hao swiftly form a hand sign and forcefully point towards the Furnace of Eight Trigrams in front of him.
"Boom..."
Instantly, the thunder in the sky became even more fierce, streams of Law continuously flew from outside the Immortal Spirit Ball and merged into the Furnace of Eight Trigrams.
The little fox looked shocked and said, "Given this posture, Brother Wang Hao has really mastered alchemy and reached the level of a Divine Pattern Alchemist."
Zhao Yiling swallowed and said, "No matter when he started learning alchemy, achieving such feats at the age of one hundred makes him a downright super freak!"
