C102 He Was the God of the Alchemy World

Ye Feng retrieved a Soul Strengthening Pill from the furnace.

The pill, no larger than a thumb, rested in his palm—stunningly beautiful, perfectly spherical, adorned with winding, colorful stripes.

It radiated a soft, multicolored glow, reminiscent of a mist.

A mist as if woven from rainbows.

Guan Zhong was spellbound; this pill surpassed any he had ever seen in beauty and perfection