C832 The Time of Three Lightning Bolts

The Pill Fire in his palm grew increasingly red, as if on the verge of oozing blood.

For Ye Tian, this was the most earnest attempt at pill concoction he had ever undertaken. His body was rapidly depleting; each cell seemed to be gasping for air, yet he couldn't sustain it.

The insatiable Pill Fire, like a ravenous beast, drew Spiritual Qi from Ye Tian's body to solidify the pill's form