As the night deepened, the moonlight hid behind thick layers of clouds, and the mountain wind whistled.
A moonless and windy night, just right for murder and arson.
Inside the pill-refining hall in the dead of night, dim candlelight illuminated Bai Feng's figure. At this moment, he was intently refining the pills inside the cauldron. As for his Divine Sense, it had long since been cast outward, so any subtle movement outside the hall was entirely under his control.
Chapter 679