Despite his words, Chen Yi would never joke with his own life. He already held a bottle of Immortal Drunk in his hand.
Taking a step forward, he landed on the painted boat. He tilted his chin up slightly and swept a contemptuous gaze over Lv Jiunan and Ge Muxiao, making their eyelids twitch, before turning to enter the cabin of the painted boat.
As he walked, he muttered to himself, "The black magic of Poshisu Country has some merits. Unfortunately, it's all flash and no substance."
Earlier in the East Market, Chen Yi had deduced the true nature of black magic from that evil demon of the Illusory Sound Sect. It appeared bizarre, but it was actually just an evil demonic dao cultivation technique that couldn't be brought out into the open. It likely involved using a secret technique to plant an artifact inside someone's body, then creating fluctuations through the vibration of true essence to achieve the goal of remote control and murder.
