บท 851: Saint Jiang

In the medicine pool, Ye Futian quieted down and settled his mind.

Before entering the medicine pool, the small talk was intended to ease his nervousness, but he knew that testing the medicine would not be an easy task. Feeling the boiling hot air, it seemed intent on destroying every part of his body.

Ye Futian even began feeling that he seemed to be no longer a person, but was deconstructed into countless particles; he could feel the pain of every particle in his limbs and organs.

His body trembled slightly. It was not the kind of trembling that Ye Futian himself could control, but the tremor of every particle in the body, which was the cause. 

At this moment, Ye Futian wondered if this was the feeling that Yu Sheng experienced when he practiced the demonic art. It was too painful. The body was like countless particles, and those endless particles seemed also to tear apart.