He continued for about a thousand feet in this way, but could not get out of the range of the purple poisonous miasma. The elixir's effect on Ye Rong seemed to have reached a bottleneck, and the efficiency of absorbing miasma was getting slower and slower.
"Show some motivation! You're supposed to be a ninth-order treasure, yet you can't even handle refining a few clusters of miasma. It was a waste of all my effort to upgrade you to the ninth rank!"
Ye Rong's Liuli Cover inside his body had already turned a deep purple color, no longer the dazzling clouds and mists it was in its normal state.
He quickened his pace, trying to get out of the purple poisonous miasma before the Deadly Centi-Poison Cold Light Barrier broke.
-80, -80, -80!
After a while, bright red numbers started to float above Chief Master's head. Although not yet at the rate of losing blood every second, he was losing blood every two or three seconds.
