Information about the Advanced Qi
Soon, Lu Qing returned to the room with a vial in her hand. Inside the vial was an eerie, greenish-dark liquid that seemed to emit a mysterious aura.
Despite being a martial trainee, Lu Qing's hand made crisp, burnt noises, as if the hand holding the vial was being scorched.
Lu Ming's eyes narrowed the more he looked at the terrifying aura emitted by the liquid inside the vial.
"I think I finally understand why you said previously that I might die if it couldn't be successfully implanted," Lu Ming said with a sigh.
"Ancestor Lu, do you want to step back?" Lu Zhen asked, a glint in his eyes.
"No, I will face it," Lu Ming chuckled, fully releasing his aura. However, it wasn't an oppressive aura; instead, it was very gentle and passed through the people surrounding him like the wind. Gradually, his aura seemed to slightly resonate with an ancient old tree resembling it.