On this side, while the Eternal Life Sect Leader was secretly scheming, worrying himself sick, Alchemist Bai Lu appeared almost overly simple-minded.
He had only one thing on his mind: to observe the elixir in Zhou Xuan's hand.
This single Elixir—though it was only one pill—was after all a High Grade elixir. Never mind that heaven-penetrating medicinal fragrance; the moment this elixir was taken out of the furnace, a strange sight arose in the entire Ancient Soul Returning Hall—
—all the insects hiding in ravines and cracks lined up in rows and ranks, surging out like a tide. Within a radius of five zhang from Zhou Xuan, they formed an insect tide.
In other words, within five zhang around Zhou Xuan, everything still looked normal, but beyond those five zhang, it was a stretch of black and brown—the colors of the insects' carapaces.
