A Man Like None Other

“A Ninth Level Medicine God?” Upon hearing this, Wyatt was utterly flabbergasted.

Alchemists could be classified into four levels: Sky, Earth, Arcane, and Primeval. Each of these levels was then further divided into nine levels.

However, ranked higher than the Sky-Tier Alchemists were the revered Supreme Alchemists, within which the Ethereal Realm existed many.

Then, above them were the Medicine Gods. Such a ranking was something one could only hear of, not witness.

After the Celestial Batter, there had never been a Medicine God in the Ethereal Realm.

Yet, now, it turned out Medicine God Island was the very place where a Ninth Level Medicine God had fallen!

This was simply astounding.

With the fall of a Ninth Level Medicine God, one could only wonder how many treasures had been left behind.

As the saying went: when a whale falls, everything grows. Now, Wyatt was filled with regret. If only he had known, he would have gone to the island himself!

the mainland, with inconvenient transportation and an

sure depends

let out a

a foolproof plan, President Chance. If we allow the people from Medicine God Island to return, it would spell

spoke with a

your president I’ll be there shortly, Elder Sotham,” Wyatt instructed, asking Bryce to

Jared asked with curiosity, “What’s the deal about this so-called Medicine God Island, President Chance? Are the people on the island

a desolate little island situated in the vast ocean to the west of Yannopolis,” Wyatt explained. “Centuries ago, it was home to numerous alchemists, but due to scarce resources, they found themselves unable to carry on with their cultivation. Left with no other choice, they secretly turned to the study of demonic techniques. I believe

I am.”

human cultivators honed their skills by harnessing the spiritual energy of

Blood, lethal intent, and the aura of the dead could

the resource-deprived cultivators then resorted to demonic techniques, relying on consuming human blood and absorbing the

they turned

of them were utterly wicked, sustaining themselves on human blood and flesh

where the God of Medicine had fallen, and this directly led to a dramatic surge in their powers. It seems their skills might now surpass ours,” Wyatt admitted, frustrated. “Now, these people have suddenly shown up, asking us to hold the Alchemist Fair on that island. I presume they just want to use this opportunity to humiliate us members of the Alchemist