In a rage, Qin Yu summoned the cultivators who refined the God Transforming Pill. His roars echoed through the hall, “What is happening here!? Give me an explanation!”

The cultivators fell to their knees. “Your Majesty, we refined the God Transforming Pill according to the recipe you gave us, and the pill was examined and shown to have no problem…we…we have no idea what happened!”

Qin Yu lifted a hand. A terrifying aura started to rapidly condense as a look of struggle flashed across his face. He clenched his teeth and roared, “Screw off! All of you screw off!”

“Yes, yes!”

The alchemist cultivators all ran away in panic.

Qin Yu paced up and down the hall, an agitated and troubled atmosphere around him. Now that the red line had grown longer, it was just a hand away from reaching her elbow.

The Buddhist Nation Sovereign had told him that once the red line reached the elbow, everything would end. This wasn’t a joke…in other words, Ning Ling could die at any moment…she might not even ever wake up again…

As he thought of this possibility, his heart almost broke to pieces. The sounds of footsteps suddenly...