Inside the room.
Ye Chenfeng felt the blood surging in reverse through his meridians. He carefully drew out the Soul Force that had integrated into his meridians. As soon as he did so, the reverse flowing blood in his meridians immediately stopped. Five or six seconds later, the blood flow in Ye Chenfeng's meridians returned to normal.
"Battling against Yan Feichen, the Alliance Hierarch of the Heavenly Alliance, using 'The Last Soul Force' is the worst contingency plan. I absolutely cannot execute it unless it's absolutely necessary. If all the Soul Force in my body dissipates, how long would it take for me to re-cultivate to my current strength, let alone to an even more formidable one? When would that be possible? And that damnable old thing, causing my entire meridians and bones to burst, if I do not make her experience all the pain, then I am not Ye Chenfeng." Ye Chenfeng was muttering to himself, the figure of the old crone Song Chunmei kept flashing in his mind.
