The Great Devouring

The moment I entered my dantian, my head almost exploded. A pitch-black divine cauldron sat in the center of my dantian, and the liquid was flowing out from within it.,A massive black gas surged out of the cauldron, striking Liu Wuxie's consciousness.,Black gas constantly churned and shifted, eventually transforming into streaks of pitch-black text. Ancient and weathered, it was imbued with the weight of time.。