"It's a little sweet."
Jiang Ping An held the tiny bit of poison on his tongue in his mouth, and the taste of a medicinal pill instinctively popped into his mind.
He closed his eyes and quietly waited for the poison to take effect.
A cool breeze swept past, rustling the leaves overhead. Jiang Ping An's black hair brushed across his mature face.
Several thousand years had turned him from an ignorant youth into an Immortal, from all alone into a father.
Though both children had appeared for inexplicable reasons, they had still given him different feelings and an added sense of responsibility.
His realm kept rising, drawing him ever closer to the realm capable of reviving his parents, but he did not know how many more years he would have to wait.
The Immortal Realm was countless times more dangerous than the Barren Realm. Only by growing stronger without pause could he live better in this world and protect the family around him...
The Immortal Dissolving Spirit Pill gradually began taking effect within Jiang Ping An's body. The immortal power in his body flowed uncontrollably out through his pores. Slowly, the entire immortal mountain filled with dense immortal power, wreathed in mist like a dream or illusion.
Jiang Ping An's brows gradually furrowed.
"Has the ability to assimilate poison disappeared?"
If that ability had not vanished, his body should not have been affected by poison. Yet now, the immortal power within him was continuously leaking away.
He activated the Devouring Power and drew the leaking immortal power back into his body.
He scraped off another piece of poison, increased the dosage, and put it back into his mouth, trying to stimulate that talent into appearing.
Jiang Ping An did not know whether it would work, but that was no