Chewed Wine

Only big guys like the huge Sea Sky Octopus that had transcended the concept of Yan Immortal could control Yan Immortal's consciousness, but it was still limited.

However, in this Heavenly Region, where even Entry Yan cultivators were rare, everything was like an ant to Jian Wushuang and the others, so they naturally did not have to worry.

"How is it, Old Four? Did they drink?"

"They drank it, they drank it. They already drank three jars!"

"That's good. Send another 20 jars over later. We'll just drug these ignorant Young Masters of the aristocratic families. Why do you think they're out here for no reason? They'll die in our hands in the end."

"But then again, why is the effect of this medicine so bad? Ten jars in, and they are still standing? Give me more later."

Separated by a layer of gauze, a few hunchbacked figures were discussing in low voices.

Naturally, their soft voices all entered the ears of Jian Wushuang and the other two.