C722 Hilum of Bone(part II)

Chu Yan hadn't felt anything unusual when the red liquid was still simmering in the pot. But now, as the cauldron lay overturned, it seemed as though a seal had been broken. The dense, almost tangible grievances that erupted were like ancient wines, aged for millennia, suddenly bursting forth in a deluge.

In that moment, Chu Yan could swear he saw a multitude of twisted faces