At this moment, the outside sky had already turned pitch-black.
Above the ruins, a bright moon hung in the darkness.
Braydon Neal sensed a difference in the moon compared to the one in the outside world.
However, these weren't concerns for Braydon at the moment.
Standing before the pill cauldron, he took out another set of medicinal ingredients to resume refining the superior-grade Blood Clotting Pill.
Braydon's obsession lay in the refinement of superior-grade Blood Clotting Pills.
It wasn't just for his personal cultivation!
He aimed to bring back a batch, as a superior-grade Blood Clotting Pill could enhance vitality by a thousand Na.
The thought of bolstering the strength of the Northern Army sons rapidly with a considerable number of superior-grade Blood Clotting Pills fueled Braydon's determination.
Since his youth, Braydon had always protected the sons of the Northern Army.