C475 Hidden Brush!

The liquid's surface shimmered with a silvery-black sheen, yet as it undulated, it emitted a sparkling light. It was resplendent, as if adorned with countless crystals, each one gleaming with radiant brilliance.

Chen Xing was utterly focused. With a flourish of his palm, the silvery-black liquid began to disintegrate. This process, however, was unlike any prior state; it was akin to a rebirth