"Bring the Seven Yin Moon Grass," Han Yu ordered sharply.
The timing window was extremely short. The alchemists were already holding the box in their hands.
They peeled off the talismans and opened it.
A dazzling cold light flooded the chamber for an instant.
The alchemists felt as if a bright white moon had appeared in the alchemy hall for a single fleeting moment as the herb shone with its own vibrant radiance. For that brief instant, the entire chamber seemed bathed in pale silver light, as though moonlight itself had descended from the heavens.
Then, just as quickly, the glow faded away and revealed the herb within.
The bright white radiance had merely been the accumulated energy of the herb, sealed inside the box and released all at once when it was opened. The moment it spread through the air, everyone felt a biting chill.
