A flicker of purple flame slipped into Chen Changming's lower abdomen in the blink of an eye, racing straight for his Dantian.
"Eh? Why is there a Black Pill giving off Demonic Qi?"
The moment it entered the Dantian and saw the enormous Black Pill, the purple flame was somewhat stunned. But it had harbored ill intent from the start, so it immediately charged at the Black Pill, trying to incinerate it.
Whoosh!
The purple flame enveloped the Black Pill and blazed fiercely.
"It hurts, it hurts... Stop burning me..."
Mo Lihai's faint miserable cries came from within the Black Pill.
Inside Crimson Yang Grotto, Chen Changming half-closed his eyes and observed the changes within his body.
He could also tell that this mass of purple flame had entered his body with a measure of malice. If he could not withstand it, he would certainly suffer severe injuries.
As for whether it might cause his death—such a possibility was basically nonexistent.
Because the mysterious substance in the Immortal Pool would never allow any power to kill him.
"Eh, there's someone else?"
Within the Dantian, the purple flame stared at the Black Pill with great interest and laughed. "Who are you? Why are you inside his Dantian?"
A voice came from the Black Pill. "I am Mo Lihai, a man of the Demon Realm..."
The purple flame suddenly understood and giggled. "So you're that big shot from the Demon Realm who fought the Six Ancients? Weren't you quite glorious back then? How did you end up looking like this now?"
Mo Lihai: "..."
As a renowned figure in the Demon Realm, he had entered the Human Realm in his true body, thinking he could dominate an entire realm. Yet he had still been defeated by the Six Ancients, dismembered, and sealed