Today was a special day for Aokaren. It was the night of the dark moon, when the yin energy would reach its absolute peak.
This kind of rare timing was ideal for brewing certain death-type potions—a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
However, whether it was because he had skipped breakfast and lunch, the moment Aokaren dropped the ingredients into the reaction furnace, he felt a sharp, agonizing cramp in his stomach.
Chapter 406