“Let me condense the eternal magic elixir for you, you dream!”
Yinluan roared immediately. He was suppressed in this small world, and life was worse than death.
The other party actually asked him to condense the Eternal Divine Pill, which was simply a fantasy.
As for not killing yourself?
Yinluan would not believe it easily. After all, if the other party wanted to kill him, it was just a matter of thought.
“Gather the eternal divine elixir well, and I will set you free in the future!”
In the sky, Su Mo’s voice came to mind again.
“Is this true?”
When Yinluan heard this, his eyes suddenly became slightly dense. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of being suppressed here forever.
He still has a clone in his source world, so he won’t be too afraid even if his main body dies.
“I, Su Mo, keep my word!”
Su Mo’s voice came to mind again.
Yinluan’s face was solemn, he meditated for a moment, looked up at the sky, and asked loudly: “Then when will you set me free? Or how much eternal magic elixir can you condense, and you will set me free?”
“Work hard and gather 100 million eternal elixirs, and I will set you free!” Su Mo’s voice continued to remind him.
As soon as these words came out, Yinluan was stunned and stood in the grass like a petrified road.
“Go away, you bullied me too much!”
After a while, Yinluan became angry, pointed at the sky, and roared loudly.
His whole body was filled with anger, his eyes were like copper bells, and he glared at the sky.
One hundred million eternal pills, what is this concept?
This is no ordinary eternal elixir.
If it were an ordinary Eternal Pill, with Yinluan’s cultivation, he could easily condense one pill a day. If he worked at full strength, it would not be a problem to condense more than 30 to 40 pills in a month.
However, this is the eternal elixir.
With his Yinluan Yiyang Creation Realm cultivation, it would take two years at the end of the month to condense an eternal divine elixir.
Therefore, it takes two years to condense an eternal elixir.