In the gloomy room, a large number of corpses lay in pools of blood, each dressed in blood-stained white.
Only Su Qi sat in a clean chair, leisurely flipping through a book.
Among these white-clad followers present, only this old man's strength could reach about Seventh Rank under the burst of black liquid.
It was somewhat troublesome to handle.
However,
it wasn't a big problem.
It took about a few minutes to nail the opponent to the wall with the "Dark Star."
Su Qi came to understand that the Dark Star Dagger could not only devour the black liquid but also suppress its parasitized hosts.
"This... black liquid is quite peculiar, how should I say it, very extraordinary," Su Qi muttered softly, "It feels somewhat similar to the Deep Red from the Anxious Land."
At least both were extraordinary substances, it was unclear which was superior.
They needed symbiosis, needed a host.
