"Damn it, is it becoming unstable?" Han Yu's eyes widened.
This had been mentioned in the scroll. It was a sign that the process might fail.
The worst part was that, according to the records, nothing could be done to directly control this stage.
"This cannot fail now," Han Yu cursed under his breath.
The others heard his voice, but none of them said anything. They all knew the same thing. At this stage, even the greatest alchemist could only watch.
"Please… heavens above… for father…" Fatui Zhuwen whispered, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.
Han Yu focused his spirit sense completely on the inside of the cauldron. Unlike the others, he could actually see what was happening.
And soon, he found the problem.
"The excess Soul Qi is clashing with the grey energy inside," Han Yu realized. "That is what is making it unstable, and it is preventing the crystal from absorbing properly."
