章節 220: The Small Bowl

Wen Leyang was both anxious and furious. An idea flashed through his mind and he scolded himself loudly, "Silly me!" He turned around and ran back to comb through the living dead's corpses. 

If the living dead entered the cave to retrieve the heavenly water spirit, they would naturally carry along a container capable of holding the precious water on their bodies. He was engrossed in saving Cone Nail's life earlier that when he saw that the Poison of Water killed the living dead, he only felt delighted. It never crossed his mind that they could already be carrying along the heavenly water spirit.