Chapter 927: Suppression

"At first glance, these liquids seem similar to yours and Little Linger's, but upon closer inspection, many differences appear," the old turtle said. "Even the golden yellow color is a deceptive result of added pigments." "But... this bottle of liquid does emit a very peculiar presence... I call it sacred power," Frank Fang said, frowning. "Although it's a concoction of various herbs, it does contain the blood of some creature. The presence you mentioned is likely emanating from that small amount...