What came was a strike of palm force from the Four-Eyed Taoist.
A distance away, he directly crushed the Bear Demon's head. The burly headless corpse collapsed with a boom, causing the remaining Taoists present to twitch their eyelids.
"How could this happen!" the Four-Eyed Taoist let out a hysterical roar, his hair and beard wildly dancing in the air, his face filled with hideous rage.
If the quality of the Divine Pill was slightly inferior, he could still accept it.
But why is there nothing left in the furnace except for a pile of medicinal dregs!
"This is impossible!"
The Four-Eyed Taoist raised his hand, a gust of wind swept away, blowing the remnants of medicinal dregs from the furnace. After confirming it several times, the result truly was that nothing remained.
He couldn't understand why this happened, nor could he accept such a result.
His Divine Pill had vanished without a trace!
All his joy, in the end, was just in vain!
