Before Li Ming could take a closer look at the marrow cleansing pill in his hand, the seventh consecrator had already appeared.
He had flown over on his sword and swiftly landed in front of Li Ming.
"Seventh consecrator?"
Li Ming was stunned when he saw the seventh consecrator appear before him.
Normally, nobody willingly came to the Martial Hall.
Li Ming had never seen anyone other than the great elder, who had brought him here, visit the place.
The other disciples had low cultivation levels and were afraid of this area, and the elders generally had no reason to come to this place.
"Were you refining pills just now?"
The seventh consecrator looked around and saw the shattered furnace and the pills placed beside Li Ming. There were so many of them that the seventh consecrator was dumbfounded!
Of course, what attracted the seventh consecrator's attention the most was the marrow cleansing pill in Li Ming's hand!