The next day, alchemists from various major forces rushed to the main hall of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.
Only Feng Wuchen wandered alone in the palace.
Feng Wuchen regretted coming.
He wanted to cultivate, but it wasn't his own place, and it just felt uncomfortable.
Especially with the presence of people from the Demon Clan.
Bored with nothing to do, Feng Wuchen went to the Alchemy Pavilion of the Soul-Pillar Pagoda.
As a colossal entity with the most alchemists in the Holy Realm, the Soul-Pillar Pagoda hosted Artifact Refiners from four different fields.
Thus, besides the Alchemy Pavilion, there were also the Artifact Refining Pavilion, Inscription Pavilion, and Forging Pavilion.
"Hmm? Is there still someone here? Aren't they supposed to be exchanging insights?" Feng Wuchen sensed a lot of soul power as soon as he reached the entrance of the Alchemy Pavilion.
It was precisely emanating from the Alchemy Pavilion.
And there were quite a few people.
