Xiao Qiang's mind had completely submerged into the Three Emperor Poison Cauldron.
The Three Emperor Poison Cauldron lay quietly within his Mustard Sumi space. The moment Xiao Qiang's consciousness arrived, the cauldron's black light quivered gently, as if sensing his presence and then greeting him in a way.
At this moment, Xiao Qiang's expression was calm as water. He looked ahead, deep in thought, clearly contemplating something. Finally, he made up his mind and walked forward. Sensing Xiao Qiang's intent, the Three Emperor Poison Cauldron began to rotate gently, and then its shadow appeared before him.
It was a black pill.
