Within these bubbles, tiny babies popped out, shrieking shrilly.
Next, as if there was a mysterious, irresistible force in the black potion, all the bubbles were pulled back into it, vanishing without a trace.
Seeing what was in the bubbles, Han Yi's hand trembled. He immediately tossed out the black potion. It corroded the ground when it landed, making a sizzling noise. The agonizing cries of the babies rose again and abruptly ceased. All that was left was an empty bottle and a puddle of black fluid.
At this moment, Han Yi's face wasn't just solemn anymore; it was rather unsightly.
"As expected, it's used to concoct an evil pill."
"Damn it."
Han Yi stood up, but then slowly sat down again.
"How could they dare? How could the Gu family dare?"
"Concocting an evil pill is a capital offence, even under the Daqian Immortal Law. Aren't they afraid of being discovered?"
