Chapter 154: Mysterious Eight Words!

The Ashura Tower's shock wasn't unfounded. If Allan Dalton only knew a little basic weapon-refining or alchemy, it would have been easy to accept. But what he displayed was a fully developed alchemical art, the kind that produced top-grade pills as casually as breathing. His weapon-refining was just as polished, every movement steady and practiced. It felt like watching a primitive tribesman suddenly fly a helicopter straight into a crowd of modern people. The sheer contrast hit like a slap. If...