Wang Zhan ignored the Sword Spirit's words, and the next moment, they saw Wang Zhan already stuffing that elixir into his mouth.
The Sword Spirit's eyes suddenly widened; his face full of shock as he spoke: "What the hell is that thing?"
The next second, they saw Wang Zhan's blood vessels suddenly turn a bright crimson, all of them bulging up; it looked like one red centipede after another spreading over his body.
It made people involuntarily shudder.
"Are you insane?"
With things having come to this point, even the Sword Spirit already understood Wang Zhan's intent.
Obviously, Wang Zhan wanted to use medicine to boost his strength, but the effect of this medicine was to force out the potential within his body. It was no different from pulling up seedlings to help them grow, and it carried an extremely strong backlash.
Thinking of this, the Sword Spirit's expression grew even uglier.
