He had been continuously refining for so many times.
The spiritual energy and divine sense power within Ye Chenfeng's body were almost exhausted.
Ye Chenfeng's face was pale, devoid of a trace of blood, his body wobbled slightly, his stomach churned violently, and his entire body felt uncomfortable.
Regarding the extreme shock of Zeng Guangyuan and Qian Rong'an nearby, Ye Chenfeng had no extra thoughts to pay attention to them.
As for the Red Flame Sect Master Zhao Lengfeng, who couldn't stand up, upon seeing Ye Chenfeng truly refine the three-colored Hundred-Thunder Pill, this feeling as if reaching heaven from hell in an instant made Zhao Lengfeng's emotions completely lose control.
Zhao Lengfeng was a straightforward and fiery person; if he were to die like this, he would be extremely unwilling, especially since he didn't even know who had poisoned him.
