Qin Huai was dressed in a long green and white robe. His chiseled face was handsome, and his skin was translucent and blood-red, like some kind of jade.
He carried Silver Fox on his back and had short, neat hair. A thin layer of white mist surrounded him as he walked out from the depths of the forest.
The sky was shattered, and black blood rain and minced meat fell to the ground.
"I think I used too much?"
The dosage he used should be just enough to kill a bone pattern realm warrior. These herbs were all very old and expensive, so his attacks were very accurate.
Qin Huai's expression was indifferent as he raised his head slightly to look at the black minced meat that was emitting a foul smell.
These evil followers of the Sacred Heart sect would not only mutate their organs after eating too many people, but even their blood, qi, and smell would become unpleasant.