White Bone Pill Furnace, eerie green flames, sinister Pill Master.
The scene felt disturbingly familiar.
Mo Hua furrowed his brow, unable to stop himself from recalling the time in Big Black Mountain's great hall, when he saw that bloody Pill Furnace, those bizarre herbs, and all those cultivators who died in vain...
"These traffickers abduct cultivators to refine Human Pills…"
Mo Hua's gaze turned cold.
Inside the room, the evil Pill Master was concentrating fully, controlling the sinister green flames, concocting pills of the Evil Path.
All around the Pill Furnace, it was soaked in gore.
There were human bones, and even beating hearts.
These were apparently "ingredients" or "catalysts" for his alchemy.
Judging by the signs, countless cultivators had already fallen victim to these traffickers and this evil Pill Master.
A heavy feeling settled in Mo Hua's heart.
"Those two children…"
