Chapter 1898


    The number one n! How glorious was that! If they became the number one n, everyone would


    bow to them whenever they met someone out there.


    When they thought of this, they happily hurried back to their own residence to train hard.


    After Fane returned to his residence, he greeted Selena for a brief moment and then started to put


    his n into action—guiding the alchemists to make pills.


    These alchemists had different levels of ability, so to raise their alchemical level as soon as


    possible, Fane first taught the Ninth Elder and the others how to raise their level and then sent them


    to instruct the alchemists that Fane had brought back from the Sky Dull City.


    In the next few days, Fane had been immersed in alchemy, and his alchemy level had improved by


    leaps and bounds. He had actually broken through the shackles of the third-grade alchemy level


    and finally entered the rank of a fourthgrade alchemist.


    Fane was merely a fourth-grade elementary level alchemist, but even if he was only at the


    elementary level, he was still the rare one out there. Moreover, he cultivated and trained harder than


    before for the past few days that he had also broken through into the second-grade soulprating


    realm.


    Kevin was bursting with joy after hearing that Fane could already make fourth-grade pills, after all, a


    fourth-grade alchemist was a legendary existence, and now a fourthgrade was right in front of him.


    "Master Fane! You have be a fourthgrade elementary alchemist, do you want to try to create a


    pill? What kind of pills are you going to make?" Kevin casually asked, not expecting that Fane


    already had a n about it.


    "I want to make soul-prating pills!” Fane''s voice was firm and resounding. This was what he had


    thought of long ago. For such a long time, he had been waiting for himself to be able to break


    through to the fourth grade and make these pills.


    The purpose of Fane wanting to create the soul-prating pill was simple-he wanted to break


    through to the next level within a short period of time. He knew clearly that the Alliance Guard would


    not let them off the hook easily, so he had to make himself stronger.


    The quickest way for him to do that was none other than the soul-prating pill.


    From the name of the soul-prating pill, one could understand that this pill could help to raise the


    martial level of a strong person in the soul-prating realm. Nheless, it did not indicate how


    many martial levels could be raised by consuming a soul-prating pill.


    After all, for such a long time, no one could craft a fourth-grade elementary pill, let alone be a


    fourth-grade elementary-level alchemist.


    After thinking about this, Fane could not help but get excited; his heart and mind were fully focused


    on alchemy right now. After handing over everything, he put his mind and soul into the fourth-grade


    alchemy.


    A hundred miles away from the Nine Gods n, the old crone who was the leader of the Anti-


    Alliance Guard and had once negotiated with Master Loador breathed out a heavy sigh of defeat.


    Her face turned unsightly and solemn.


    "It''s too tragic! It''s simply a tragedy! Those guys are cruel and heartless! How dare they eliminate


    the Pavilion of Billow Cloud! Master Zeller, what do you think we should do next?"


    The one who was called Master Zeller was the old man who had followed the old crone to the


    Alliance Guard earlier.


    His face nched. No one from the Pavilion of Billow Cloud survived, including those prominent


    fighters. After they arrived at the Pavilion Billow Cloud’s residence, the only thing they saw were


    corpses; the scene before them was bloody and horrifying.


    "Master Yarbrough, we should’ve known from the beginning! That bunch of old sags of the Alliance


    Guard was never kind! They are always cruel and inhuman!”


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    Those people of Alliance Guard only wanted to guard what they thought was right, and protect what


    they thought was theirs. They killed people as if these people were nothing to them!


    Master Yarbrough was so angry that his face turned red, and a few vicissitudes appeared on his


    already pale face. "This group of heartless b*stard! Look at the ending of the Pavilion Billow Cloud! I


    don''t think the Nine Armies would survive the Alliance Guard''s attack either. They are probably not


    much different from the Pavilion Billow Cloud, after all, they were not as strong as the Pavilion


    Billow Cloud!” After they learned that the Alliance Guard had struck at the Pavilion Billow Cloud and


    the Nine Armies, their first thought was to go to the Pavilion Billow Cloud to find out what happened.


    They hoped to rescue some remnants of the battle too. The reason that they did not speed up in


    action was that they knew clearly in their hearts the Pavilion Billow Cloud was so much stronger


    than the Nine Armies.