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Chen Qing reached out and captured the souls of four people, transforming them into four black fish. He took out a purple clay pot, placed them inside, and began to cook them.
Seeing such a display of divine power, everyone gained a vague understanding.
No wonder he could subdue so many evil spirits; it turned out Chen Qing had divine power skills specifically designed to restrain them.
After cooking three of the fish until they turned white, Chen Qing tossed them away, leaving only Zhu Ye in the pot.
Picking up the pot, Chen Qing drank the bitter fish soup in one gulp, using the power of the Sea of Suffering to temper his body while absorbing Zhu Ye's memories.
A quarter of an hour later, Chen Qing opened his eyes, now having an extremely detailed understanding of the Vermilion Bird Tribe.
Could they really gather over a hundred Production System Foundation Establishment Cultivators?
As expected of the Vermilion Bird Tribe.
