The originally slightly dim Poison Pill was now spinning wildly, greedily devouring the highly poisonous substance that Qin Tian provided, with a faint dark purple sheen emerging on its surface.
"Boom!"
A violent toxic gas erupted from the Poisonous Widow's body, instantaneously corroding the surrounding air, and the ground sizzled, eaten away by the toxic mist, leaving countless fine holes.
The Poisonous Widow's eyes turned completely purple-black, with pupils constricted like needles.
Qin Tian squinted slightly, noticing her aura was slowly rising, and he took out an elixir that increased spiritual energy and put it into her mouth.
The elixir melted upon entry, turning into a gentle spirit liquid that slid down the Poisonous Widow's throat. In an instant, the turbulent poison power within her seemed to be soothed by an invisible hand, the violent energy, like rivers merging into the sea, was guided to flow through her limbs and bones.
