Although Tianyi Dan King is an alchemist, his cultivator's strength is extraordinary. His voice slowly spread towards the entire Qiulong Square through the judges' seat.

Suddenly, the entire conference venue became noisy and countless people were amazed.

Everyone knew that under the eldest prince and the third prince, there was a little prince who was invisible. It was rumored that his strength was the most outstanding among the three princes, but because it was unfounded, it was left unresolved.

Now that the Tianyi Dan King mentioned this, everyone was shocked to realize that the young prince was probably not as old as he was, and he was only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Hiss...At the moment I thought of this, the countless audience members present took a breath of air, and felt that there seemed to be a huge creature hovering in their minds, namely the Qiulong royal family and the Situ family supported by them.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he actually had the strength that even those old monsters in their decades or even hundreds of years could not reach. In time, how terrifying the little prince could survive has begun to arouse imagination.

As we all know, since we are the organizer of the International Alchemy Conference, its main purpose must be to promote national prestige. I am afraid that the appearance of this little prince at the conference is an extremely important part.

No one would doubt the ultimate realm of a pill master who can refine two ninth-level top-grade pills at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

This is an open and honest announcement by the Situ family to the eight continents of the world, and it is also an excellent opportunity to allow the sects and strength of the Heavens to re-examine the Qiulong Dynasty.

In the Danta, he seemed to feel the fiery admiration and admiration of the sky. The little prince Situ Shang smiled. His face was fair and a pale feeling of weakness. However, in his every move, he had extraordinary demeanor and royal style.

Situ Shang bowed slightly to the audience in the sky, signaled slightly, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid that this alchemy conference will be the champion!" Behind the little prince, the assistant and follower, bent forward, leaning forward, respectfully.

"It's too early to make a conclusion now. Xiao Yang, didn't I tell you that you should not underestimate the enemy in everything?" The little prince stood in the elixir room with his hands behind his back, his eyes falling under the elixir tower, as if the king who looked down on the world looked down on everything.

The follower was stunned, his face changed slightly, and he asked with a slightly puzzled look: "Your Highness, are you referring to Zhang Yifeng who has not yet appeared?"

"good."

"How could this be your Highness, how could this ordinary man from a remote village be compared with your Highness? He did embarrass Qiao Cheng and others at the beginning, but it wasn't it..."

A sarcastic smile appeared on his cheeks, and the follower curled his lips.

"Enough! Cough cough cough..." Situ Shang shouted softly, but coughed suddenly. His face was twisted, as if he had suffered indescribable pain. The follower on the side wanted to come forward to support him. He waved his hand: "No need, I'm used to it."

Hearing this, the follower stood on one side without saying a word, staring at the thin back in confusion.

Situ Shang held the wall, staring at the last treasure box on the judges' seat, his voice hoarse, and he slowly uttered a few words: "He will be very strong..."

After the little prince's verdict, the alchemy conference entered a white-hot heat, and everyone was restless. It was not difficult for the monks or alchemists present to feel the faint boiling blood in their bloodlines.

Having witnessed the first appearance of the little prince of the Qiulong Dynasty, this trip to the alchemy conference will definitely not be a loss.

"Dear judges, there is still the last contestant's pill left. Please take a look at it." The monk who was responsible for passing the treasure box reminded him and placed the treasure box marked No. 98 pill room gently in front of Tianyi Pill King.

Hearing this, Tianyi Dan King smiled and opened the treasure box. Since he was the last contestant, he didn't care too much.

After all, based on his decades of alchemy experience, Situ Shang's alchemy technique is already the peak that a young alchemist can reach. Although he is still at the ranks of ninth level alchemists, he is not far from the threshold of the Dan King.

"this......"

However, as soon as he opened the treasure box, the Tianyi Dan King was shocked by the scene in front of him. He widened his eyes and stood there like a stone statue, refusing to take action.

"What's wrong with Tianyi? Could it be that the contestant's pill quality is too poor, which makes you too disappointed?" asked the Danwang judge on the side.

"Look..." Tianyi Dan King shook his head slightly and turned the treasure box to other judges who slowly turned their eyes.

"How is this... possible?!" Almost at the same time, a total of eight judges spoke in unison.

As if the judges were so excited, the world around the judges became strange, and the spiritual energy was hidden in the air, and the flow gradually slowed down, as if it was oppressed and clamped.

And in the treasure box, everyone saw that there was a light green dragon energy lingering above the elixirs, and it was circled around, like a dragon roar shaking.

The elixir transforms into shape, which is to have spirit.

As the Dan King who has been immersed in pills for decades, many judges here know what the scene was like in front of him.

"Do you really think that the ninth-level alchemist did it?" A pill king smiled bitterly, and his old face showed a look of shame. Even if he was given the same materials and the alchemy furnace, he was not sure that he could refine such a perfect elixir.

"Total, six top-grade elixirs and ten top-grade elixirs." Tianyi Dan King suppressed the storm waves that stirred up in his heart, and his voice was low and read out the results of the No. 98 Dan Room.

He knew very well that in competitions of the International Alchemy Conference, there was no possibility of alchemists knowing the content of the competition in advance, so it was impossible to prepare the excellent Qingying Dan in advance to participate.

"There are successors in the alchemist world..." The old alchemist masters breathed a sigh of relief, but they were extremely happy in their hearts.

The alchemist world is not as good as the cultivator world, with many discriminatory rules, because there are too few top alchemists with excellent talents, and in recent years, there has been a trend of increasing decreasing alchemists.

Therefore, the alchemist world attaches great importance to the support of the younger generations.

The old man with a white beard tried hard to open Cang Shuang's eyes, his voice trembled, as if he had met a baby, and said excitedly: "This is definitely a good seedling. If you are willing to give me a reward, let him be my closed disciple. Cough cough."
Chapter completed!