Jun Chen hung up the phone and looked once again at the Celestial Immortal Potion in his hand. This might well be Dracula's secret weapon for self-preservation and even ultimate victory—it all depended on whether he trusted it and dared to use it.
Zhao Changling's current state was one of total obsession with biochemical technology, unable to extricate himself. The Celestial Immortal Potion he had developed could only maintain its effects for a few minutes, but the potency was indeed immense! With such great potency came a ferocious backlash. Once the effect wore off, the user would feel as though their body had been instantly hollowed out and would collapse to the ground. If they failed to crush and eliminate the enemy within that burst of time, they would be reduced to fish on a chopping block, with no possibility of recovery in the short term. As for whether it would cause the same massive depletion of bodily functions as the Celestial Immortal Potion developed by Dongli Island—where someone who should have lived to be a hundred would, after taking it just after turning twenty, only have another decade or two left to live... Zhao Changling had been vague on these points and given no definitive answer. He only claimed that there would definitely be an impact; having one's strength instantly drained away would undoubtedly affect bodily functions to some extent, but the impact was minor, practically negligible, and could be recovered from through rest—it wasn't the kind of g…
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