In the previous chapter, the millennium-aged cellar-aged old vinegar essence of the Abyss-Sinking Mysterious Turtle King, wrapped around Golden Peng meat and Demonic Willow leaves, bubbled away in the Nirvana True Flame to brew a peerless cauldron of epoch-making soup.
Right now at the bottom of the underground river, a bizarre aroma—a mix of sourness, charred smoke, fishy reek, and even a profound Daoist-like essence—spread across the entire underground grotto like an ancient Taotie letting out a burp!
"Roar...?!" "Hiss-howl?!" "Glug-glug?!"
Chapter 548