Nameless Pill

Feeling the soul within his body being pierced back and forth by countless sharp swords, as though they wanted to tear it apart.

Old Dragon Flood's eyes had clearly seen Jiao Wuxing's devil core escape just moments ago. Though the situation had been dire, at least his life had been preserved. Yet in the blink of an eye, he had ended up like this.

Losing a Golden Core Realm cultivator was a major matter for any sect, especially a second-rate sect. It would cause the overall strength of the Ghost Flood Race to plummet drastically.

Staggering, Old Dragon Flood took out another bottle of pills. His hands, always as steady as a boulder, trembled as he retrieved a jade vial and poured out an emerald-green pill.

The instant the pill appeared, it split in two.

He swallowed half of the emerald pill in one gulp, while the other half fell back into the jade vial. This pill was incomparably precious to Old Dragon Flood.

The pill had not been refined by his Ghost Flood Race. He had obtained it from an ancient battlefield during his travels in his early years. At the time, there had been one and a half pills inside the jade vial.

Merely smelling it made one feel refreshed and clear-minded. Once its scent entered the body, the body immediately became several degrees more brimming with vitality.

Back then, after appraising it for a long time, he had finally reached a conclusion: this pill should have been refined on the Qingqing Continent.

Otherwise, the dense vitality contained within it was simply not something alchemists of the Lost Continent could refine.

The effect of this pill was detoxification, while also enhancing one's life force. Yet he had no way of knowing its name.

Since it had been obtained