"Still, this smell is unpleasant; I guess I'll have to purify it!"
At that moment, the Evernight King's small hand blurred as she formed countless signs with a terrifying speed.
The next moment, a strange white flask appeared in front of her; it was only palm-sized, snow white, and pristine, and at its center was an ethereal hexagram-shaped glyph glowing faintly.
The flask appeared harmless, almost decorative, yet the moment it emerged, the surrounding space subtly distorted.
Even the Evernight Fiend King glanced at it with a hint of wariness, as if he knew its origin.
Thereafter, the Evernight Demon King pointed the flask's mouth toward the endless sea of Corpse Qi, and then she spoke casually.
"Alright, little guy." She lightly tapped the flask, "Eat up."
For a brief moment, nothing happened. Instantly, thereafter, a tiny suction force emerged, barely noticeable like a child inhaling. But the next second, the flask trembled and the hexagram glyph lit up.
