Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 2580 Exceeding Limits!

Lin Mu had used up around eight portions of the Tyrant Bull Marrow so far and had managed to produce six vials with it.

If he had followed his original method, he would have made eight portions. However, due to his use of Instantaneous Double and Triple Refinement techniques, the quantity he could produce had decreased. At the same time, the quality of the refined marrow had increased significantly, rising by two levels.

This increase in quality meant the potential benefits were far greater. Lin Mu couldn't yet estimate the exact gains; he would need to consume the refined marrow to determine its true value.

But he wasn't finished yet.

"I have enough for two more portions," Lin Mu murmured, considering his next step. He wondered if he should perform another Instantaneous Double Refinement and use both portions at once.

That, however, didn't feel satisfying enough. He had already performed Double and even Triple Refinements, and he was certain he hadn't reached his limits. He felt an urge to push further.

'There isn't enough for a Triple Refinement,' Lin Mu thought, 'but if I use the products I've already refined, I might be able to pull it off.'

It was a radical idea, one fraught with risk. If he failed, it would destroy everything he had refined so far. He hesitated briefly. Wasting his hard work wasn't an appealing thought, yet the idea of stopping here felt even worse.

Lin Mu had always been one to take risks, and this was just another challenge.

"Let's go all in!" he declared, his voice fueled by confidence and motivation from his earlier successes.

HISS

Bull Marrow and added it to the Four-Legged Crimson Heart Steel Cauldron. The cauldron filled to the brim as

had been reduced to just one percent of its original mass. It was nearly ready for the Blood Spirit Distillation phase, the final step

as usual, Lin

the eight vials of distilled marrow he had already

commanded, unsealing the vials and pouring their contents back

SIZZLE

the cauldron—just a few liters—now mixed with the eight drops of distilled Tyrant Bull Marrow. It was like

intended to push the limits of what

his Dao Skill,

had added. If not for the inert properties of the drops, the reaction could have been catastrophic—similar to adding water to a beaker of hot sulfuric

maintained his concentration, his Immortal Sense scanning every minute ripple in the liquid. Despite

effort at this point, assuming failure, but Lin Mu was not one to give up easily. He persisted, compressing the reconstituted marrow with

him, the delay wasn't caused by the material itself

arrays of the Imperial Alchemy Pavilion were struggling to keep up. The immense power required to sustain Lin Mu's refinement had thrown the entire system into chaos, forcing the arrays to divert all their energy to the VIP hall

designed to operate silently and efficiently. On one hand, this spoke to the quality of

a limitation that only a handful of individuals in the Rust Sky World had ever encountered. Even fewer had managed

HUALA

RUMBLE

The arrays trembled, and the alchemy

"What's happening!?"

"Are we under attack?"