The Divine Liquid, pure white in color, shaped like a droplet of water, should be liquid but remains solid, flowing yet unscattered.
The moment it was taken out of the spatial storage, a refreshing fragrance instantly filled the entire bedroom. Tong Sanlang did not dare delay and swallowed it immediately.
As soon as the Divine Liquid entered his mouth, it melted, and a surge of warmth spread from his oral cavity throughout his body. Very quickly, his whole body felt cozy and warm.
A stabbing pain shot through his heart, sharp as needles piercing, causing Tong Sanlang's expression to shift drastically. A metallic sweetness welled up in his throat, and with a sudden spurt, he vomited a large mouthful of black blood.
To be precise, it was black clots of blood, emitting a faint yet pervasive stench that swiftly overtook the pleasant fragrance within the room.
