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A huge three-colored vortex appeared above the alchemy furnace, looking startling.

The primal force contained within it was extremely majestic and rich, not much smaller in scale than the primal force absorbed by an Immortal Level martial warrior.

Such a sight caused Old Man Ji and the others to click their tongues in wonder.

If it were an Immortal Level existence absorbing primal force, they wouldn't have been so surprised.

Yet this was merely a pill.

At this moment, they finally truly understood what Wang Teng had said just a moment ago. Only by seeing it with one's own eyes could one understand the miraculous nature of this pill.

The situation before their eyes was simply like refining a pill all over again.

This converging primal force, coupled with the medicinal power of those spiritual herbs continuously thrown into the alchemy furnace, was completely enough to refine several Saint-level pills.

Yet Wang Teng still felt it wasn't enough, and once again mobilized the immortal matter within his body, blending it into the alchemy furnace.

Just now, when the pill split, the immortal power it contained had also been mostly consumed. If immortal matter wasn't replenished, it would be utterly impossible to fully recover.

And if one wanted to restore the strength of powerhouses above the Immortal Level, immortal matter was the key.

This fellow really has quite a lot of immortal matter.

Old Man Ji, Candle Demon Venerable, and the others felt the immortal matter surging out from within Wang Teng's body, their hearts finding it difficult to calm down.

They had long known that Wang Teng possessed immortal matter, but they hadn't expected there to be so much of it.

Hadn't he already used it once before?

Could refining such a huge Saint-level Four Tribulation Pill really not have