"Ah~"
A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the air.
Elder Zhao howled madly, cold sweat instantly pouring from his forehead.
The crippling pain from his abolished Dantian made his entire body twitch slightly, his face full of agony.
This was a dual torment, both physical and mental. To re-condense a Dantian is extremely difficult. At least relying solely on Elder Zhao himself, he certainly couldn't accomplish it. From now on, he is a thoroughly useless person.
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Elder Zhao lying on the ground and said blandly, "Alright, we're even now. This bet was one you set yourself."
Qi Kangfu and Zhang Hezhi saw Ye Chenfeng ignoring them and dared to directly attack Elder Zhao; their expressions darkened. To them, Ye Chenfeng was too brazen. Clearly, he was just a youngster from the Middle Realm. Even if his cultivation and artifact refining talents were extraordinary, so what?
