Ye Wudao had no time for the joy of clearing the trial; his body and spirit had reached their limits, teetering on the brink of collapse!
One bloodied hand tightly clutched the Thunder Pool, as he gasped for air.
The entire room was in ruins, suffused with flares of lightning; not a single brick remained intact.
"Master, you're truly remarkable—such an extraordinary achievement!" Little Tower exclaimed with excitement.
Ye Wudao struggled to stand, his gaze locking onto the Thunder Pool before him!
"Master, the Heavenly Liquid is incredibly precious; you must refine it cautiously!" Little Tower hadn't finished speaking when Ye Wudao directly scooped up the Heavenly Liquid with both hands and began drinking it in large gulps!
"My god, Master, you actually drank the Heavenly Liquid raw!" Little Tower was dumbstruck.
"Not bad!"
Ye Wudao took a mouthful of the Heavenly Liquid, and a warm sensation coursed through his entire body. Unable to resist, he continued to drink greedily!
