So Potions Can Be Drunk Like Water?

Feeling this longing, Edwin could not help but freeze for a moment.

That object resembling a golden core was something his counterpart in the Infinite World had condensed after breaking through and touching upon the primordial spirit, using it as the core. Simply put, it was the foundation of the existence known as Zhang Qi—the ultimate anchor of his existence.

Since its birth, it had silently floated at the very center of his consciousness, quiet and eternal.

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The last time it had displayed such a clear reaction was in that world of ninjas, when the fellow named Ōtsutsuki Isshiki had forcibly implanted "Karma" into his body.

But the feeling that time had been completely different from now.

The power of Karma had been more like a pure tonic delivered right to his door. The golden core's reaction had been one of passive devouring and conversion—a way of dealing with an intruder. But the power from this potion felt more like an external stimulus.

Like a newborn infant after leaving the warm womb of its mother.

For the first time, it opened its eyes. For the first time, it breathed in the slightly cool air...

Every one of its senses was awakened, one by one, by the stimulation of this brand-new world.

"Your Excellency, how do you feel?"

Just as Edwin was experiencing this wondrous change, Horamick Haydn's voice, carrying a hint of nervousness and anticipation, sounded by his ear. Had the Sequence 8 potion finally triggered a violent spiritual impact?

Edwin withdrew his thoughts from his inner cosmos, took a deep breath, raised his eyes to meet Horamick's aged face, which was filled with concern and curiosity, and calmly said:

"I think I've already digested the potion."

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