Ye Sheng, who was wrapped in the void mud, was completely unconscious and was floating in the Pantheon Pill Furnace.
Fortunately, the Pantheon Pill Furnace was Ye Sheng's natal magic treasure, so it would not harm him. The temperature it controlled was just right.
The weapon spirit of the Pantheon Pill Furnace, that small cluster of flames, was being nurtured in Ye Sheng's Sea of consciousness. At this moment, it actually slowly rose up.
Boom!
In an instant, the pantheon pill furnace emitted a thick flame, lighting up the Void Demon King who was staring at the Pantheon Pill Furnace.
"F * ck!"The Void Demon King cursed angrily. Then, he plunged his head into the water basin and extinguished the flame. His entire body was drenched.
"F * CK, is there something wrong with this pantheon pill furnace?"The Void Demon King cursed. He was only watching from the side. Why did he light it up?
Boom!