Super Insane Doctor of the Goddess Chapter 3494: The Pill is Formed!

The Flame Emperor fixed his gaze on Yang Luo and inquired, "Little Luo, is it truly possible to synthesize the Great Dao Star Pill using alternative botanical ingredients?"

Bujie added with concern, "Brother Yang, if we swap out the essential herbs, won’t the cauldron risk detonation?"

"Quiet that jinx of a mouth!"

Ning Jianfeng shot a sharp glare at Bujie, snapping, "Even with substitute herbs, Brother Yang is fully capable of refining the Great Dao Star Pill; the medicinal potency might merely be slightly diminished!"

Jian Zixu spoke up urgently, "Everyone, produce your medicinal stores immediately so Little Luo can pick what he needs!"

"Agreed!"

"Let’s get to it!"

The group nodded in haste, quickly laying out their collection of herbs for Yang Luo to inspect.

Looking at the people who had gathered to support his Immortal Venerable Tribulation, Yang Luo was deeply touched.

A wave of emotion flushed his face as he locked eyes with them, cupped his hands together, and declared, "Brothers and esteemed seniors, I am truly grateful for your assistance!"

"The favor you have all shown me is something I, Yang Luo, shall never forget."

"Should the day come when you require my aid, I will lend my full strength without hesitation!"

"Brother Yang, we are brothers! There is no need for such formalities!"

"Immortal Yang, we have braved the lines of battle together and faced death as one; we are comrades, so stow the gratitude!"

"Immortal Yang, stop wasting time—get to the selection!"

Various voices chimed in.

"Understood!"

Giving a firm nod, Yang Luo began his meticulous search.

He spent two full hours carefully filtering through the stock.

Ultimately, Yang Luo identified eight alternatives that shared similar properties with the missing components.

Combined with the seven ingredients he had secured earlier, he now possessed a total of fifteen.

With this set, he was confident that he could successfully manifest the Great Dao Star Pill.

Once the preparations were complete, Yang Luo commenced the alchemy process.

The onlookers chose to forgo their own Cultivation, opting instead to circle the area and watch Yang Luo at work.

Brother Ping Sheng furrowed his brow and muttered, "Even though Little Luo found eight substitutes with comparable characteristics, they do not perfectly align with the original recipe."

"I can only hope he manages to refine the Great Dao Star Pill properly!"

Ao Zhengrong stood with his hands locked behind his back and countered, "Brother Ping Sheng, have no fear; Little Luo will certainly prevail in his alchemical endeavor!"

Lou Tingyu nodded and added, "Little Luo has performed countless miracles; this will simply be one more to add to his list!"

The rest of the group nodded firmly, unified in their belief that Yang Luo would succeed.

At that moment.

Yang Luo elevated his mental state to its zenith, focusing every ounce of his energy and refusing to allow even a flicker of distraction.

He was well aware that while using substitutes made the refinement possible, the process remained fraught with peril—a single error would render their labor meaningless.

Time slipped by, day by day.

In the blink of an eye, eight full days had elapsed.

It was the sunset of the eighth day.

The sky was stained with the blood-red hue of the dying sun, its light reflecting off the Cangqiong and the churning sea.

At the wreckage of the Ye Emperor Palace, Yang Luo remained seated in the lotus position in the heart of the main island, with the Ten Thousand Dragon Cauldron hovering steadily before him.

He channeled a constant flow of internal heat, surrounding the vessel in an intense, scorching aura.

The multi-colored liquids inside the Ten Thousand Dragon Cauldron roiled aggressively, bubbling as they attempted to harmonize.

Yet, because the substitute ingredients mismatched the original chemistry, their properties remained wildly unstable.

The fluids failed to find balance, and every time they neared completion, a sharp, concussive "boom" signaled their forceful separation.

"Merge!"

Yang Luo roared, pushing his flames to an even higher intensity.

Suddenly.

Boom, boom, boom!

The Ten Thousand Dragon Cauldron erupted in a rhythmic series of thundering echoes that threatened to deafen all nearby.

With every tremor, the vessel shuddered violently, spewing geysers of flame into the air.

"Damn it!"

Bujie swallowed hard, "Things don't look right. Is it really going to explode?!"

"Explode your own face!"

Ning Jianfeng glared at him icily, growling, "One more word from you and I will silence you permanently!"

Xu Ying, Yun Longxiang, Luo Xingchu, and Mo Qingkuang all shot venomous glares toward Bujie.

Bujie offered a strained, awkward laugh, "Brothers, I am only worried that if Brother Yang fails, it will jeopardize the tribulation to follow!"

Zhu Yuan and the others suppressed a heavy sigh.

They were riddled with the same anxiety, though they dared not voice it.

The crowd watched with nerves frayed, sweating in the suffocating heat.

At that juncture.

Yang Luo’s face hardened, his brows knotted in deep concentration.

It was fortunate that the Ten Thousand Dragon Cauldron was a treasure of immense durability; any standard vessel would have been reduced to dust by now.

This technique was an incredibly perilous gamble, not to be attempted without absolute necessity.

Regardless, he had no alternative; if he intended to overcome the Immortal Venerable Thunder Tribulation, the Great Dao Star Pill was required.

With that thought burning in his mind, he channeled more force into his efforts, shouting at the top of his lungs, "You will fuse for me!!!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The fifteen distinct liquids clashed inside the cauldron, triggering a cascade of increasingly violent detonations.

After several hundred relentless attempts, the liquids finally locked into a stable fusion, and the muffled thunder within the metal ceased.

"Wait, why has the noise stopped?"

"Did he finish it, or did the process crash?"

"Since Immortal Yang hasn't stopped, it's still alive!"

The onlookers stood frozen, their eyes locked on the tripod, hearts pounding with a cocktail of dread and hope.

Finally, Yang Luo felt a flicker of relief; his furrowed brow relaxed slightly.

He knew this was merely the first hurdle—the act of solidifying the fused liquid into individual pills remained the most daunting task of all.

He maintained his vigilance, refusing to waver, and continued to pour heat into the cauldron to finalize the condensation.

Every second felt like an eternity.

The sun dipped below the horizon, and darkness claimed the sky.

The flames engulfing the Ten Thousand Dragon Cauldron intensified, casting long, flickering shadows across the night.

The heat radiating outward was so immense that the island felt like the interior of a massive forge.

Abruptly, the roaring fires began to draw back.

The flames coalesced into a dense, compressed ball of fire that tightly enveloped the cauldron.

"The pill is born!!!"

Yang Luo bellowed, thrusting his palms outward in one final motion!

In a single instant!

BOOM!

The Ten Thousand Dragon Cauldron sounded a final, massive roar!

A beam of nine-colored radiance surged from the artifact, cutting through the ocean of clouds and reaching high into the cosmic expanse of the Starry Sky Universe!

The surrounding inferno detonated, sending shockwaves of fire rippling in all directions!

In a panic, the witnesses quickly erected Defensive Shields to mitigate the concussive force of the wave!

Thud, thud, thud!

The heat-waves crashed against their barriers, creating a rhythmic, metallic sound!

Many were forced to scramble backward!

As the brilliant streak of light soared and the flames dispersed, a small object emerged.

Swoosh!

A pill, glowing with nine hues and possessing a crystal-clear finish, drifted out of the cauldron and hung suspended in the air.

Despite lacking a perfectly rounded shape, it was etched with intricate Star Patterns and released a scent so rich it instantly cleared the minds of those who inhaled it.

The pill hovered, soaking in the ethereal starlight pouring down from the abyss above, the luminescence bonding with its surface.

At that moment, the pill hung there, rivaling the brightness of the heavens, truly dazzling and majestic.