Weak Water was the most yin and most poisonous among all waters. If an existence like Weak Water Essence were swallowed, even someone with Meng Zhao's cultivation, physique, and bloodline would melt into bloody water, with absolutely no chance of survival.
Forget Meng Zhao—even so-called Gods and Devils experts, beings who had cultivated Dao Seeds and Dao laws, could be harmed by the Weak Water laws within Weak Water Essence. This was no alarmist claim; there were ancient precedents.
It was said that Weak Water had once been used as one of the primary ingredients in an immensely toxic poison. That poison had even caused a supreme expert on the verge of reaching supremacy to regress in cultivation, ultimately dying an unnatural death. Its toxicity was clear enough.
For Aunt Hong to swallow such a large piece of Weak Water Essence in one gulp was simply seeking death.
Meng Zhao and the other two naturally found it unbelievable. Ordinary people would lose all life upon touching even a little Weak Water.
Yet he soon saw that Aunt Hong had not suffered a massive decline in condition or neared death from the poison. On the contrary, she looked refreshed and invigorated. The vital aura within her surged vigorously, and the waterly charm around her body rose and fell, vast and majestic, as though she had undergone an extraordinary improvement.
It was truly, truly unbelievable.
Before long, however, Meng Zhao thought of a possible reason.
Aunt Hong was not a living person in the conventional sense. She was a creature born after the remnant body of a God or Devil had cultivated and transformed for countless years, eventually giving rise to intelligence. The boundary between life and death in her was already incomparably blurred.
Weak Water did indeed possess laws and power