To be exact, it was a drop of essence that had been diluted ten thousand times.
Otherwise, if it was the complete essence of the remains of a God, who knew what dangerous things would be born.
But even so, the diluted essence before his eyes still caused Xia qingchen to feel uneasy.
"Don't tell me the Shura family has used it before? If that's the case, then it's too dangerous." Xia qingchen's face had a rare look of solemness.
Xia qingchen took out a Jade box as he stared at the palm-sized spring water.
The spring water was completely filled up.
However, there were still traces of spring water that seeped out from the ground.
He stepped on the ground with the tip of his foot and cracked the ground, revealing a dark red piece of cement the size of a stone under the spring.
There was a faint but clear palm print on it.
At first glance, it looked like a woman's palm print.
It was slender and exquisite.
