Wisps of black smoke together with a nauseating stench occasionally rose into the air within the bright and spacious room.

However, the people in the room did not show any disgust in response to the appalling smell. Instead, only joy could be seen on their faces.

It was because this meant that more and more of the Devil Miasma Poison was being neutralized.

Wei Canglan’s eyes were filled with emotion as he looked at Wei Bin’s waist area, where the patch of pitch-black had already receded substantially, the black from before not as deep as it had been.

By the side, Wei Qingqing tightly clenched her fists. It was hard for her to control her overflowing emotions.

Although they were both a little overwhelmed, they did not make any noise that would disturb Zhou Yuan. The latter currently wore a solemn look on his face, while perspiration dotted his entire forehead.

The Heavenly Yuan Brush in his...