Finally, under the watchful eyes of the eagle-eyed middle-aged man and three Heavenly Prides, all alchemists unlocked their treasures.
But when the treasures appeared before everyone, the gaze of those alchemists lingered together involuntarily.
Because they found out that everything stolen was black pills.
Moreover, the appearance of these pills was almost identical, as if they were of the same kind.
In this foolish effort, an even stranger situation occurred.
These potions, the size of a fingertip, could melt rapidly to the point of vanishing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What's happening? How are these pills melting?"
Upon seeing this scene, Wan Hongyi couldn't help but exclaim.
"Yes, mine has melted too!"
Li Canglan also trembled all over, struck first by a heartache.
"Mine, all have melted!"
Shen Lian's old face nearly crumpled into tears.
However, before these people's shock subsided, someone trembled, collapsing to the ground.
