Qiongqi said no more and opened the black stone box hovering in the void. Inside lay a spiritual herb as thick as a little finger and about a palm long, azure blue and glistening green, densely covered in serpent scales and shining with an awe-inspiring demonic radiance. Along its stem, it branched into three strange flowers.
One was crimson as blood.
One was emerald as water.
One was dark as night.
The flowers.
Were shaped like serpent heads.
Exhaled spiritual mist.
Shimmered with watery light.
Their demon essence was like an ocean.
Their spiritual energy was like a surging tide.
Mysterious and unfathomable.
Lustrous and translucent.
Brimming with boundless vitality!
"Such rich spiritual energy! An immortal-treasure-grade herb indeed. Just a faint whiff of the spiritual and demonic energy spilling from it has already stirred the stagnant blood and qi within me!" Ke Hei exclaimed in astonishment.
"The situation is urgent. I will break down the immortal herb. Try to absorb it within three days!"
Qiongqi pointed lightly. Wondrous runes manifested in the void, and a strange vision took shape. Amid emerald demonic light, an apothecary with an indistinct face and golden radiance wrapped around him held a pill furnace. Seemingly crossing the ages and the Reincarnation Cycle, he drew up the immortal herb and carefully refined it.
Amid gentle golden radiance.
The azure serpent immortal herb hovered.
Entered the cauldron.
Slowly melted into spiritual essence.
Countless threads of light peeled away.
Like countless fireflies.
Slowly gathering.
In the blink of an eye.
The immortal herb dissolved.
In the apothecary's palm.
Only ten drops of emerald dew remained.
Rosy mist billowed.
Diffusing pure demonic and spiritual essence!
Qiongqi swept his great hand.
The apothecary vanished.
Like flowers in a mirror and the moon upon water.
Shattered by the swaying demonic radiance!