Chapter 372
Author: Ace
last update2026-02-16 04:49:41

After a few seconds passed without much change, I asked, "Is something the matter?"

Yin shook her head. "Just watch; it's starting," she said. I saw the plants begin to move first, withering as if turning sick. But then the demonic herb began to change the color of the earth that it sat on, slowly seeping into the regular plant. Its leaves began to gain bright red spots, purple veins running up its body, and within moments, the plant had turned into a demonic-looking herb as well.

“Does that al
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