Recovering her thoughts, Mo Jiuli looked at the coffin full of black essence liquid in front of her, and she still thought that this large brocade box was an ordinary coffin no matter how she looked at it...
Mo Jiuli walked directly to the side of the brocade coffin, and gently reached her hand into the black liquid. Originally, she just wanted to feel how this black essence liquid could be cultivated...
But she didn't expect that as soon as her hand touched the black essence liquid, the liquid seemed to have found its home, automatically drilling into her along her arm. Then Mo Jiuli felt a huge power surging into her body...
She was shocked, quickly withdrawing her hand, but even if she quickly withdrew her hand, a lot of black essence liquid still got into her body. The violent and oppressive power filled her meridians...
Her complexion became difficult to look at, and her forehead was instantly covered with sweat!
"Mother, what's wrong?"
"Master, what's wrong?"
