From Passive To Aggressive

The pill furnace had already been activated by him. The furnace was in his hands, so he could activate it at any moment.

Deep in Xie Nanshan's heart, all kinds of thoughts kept surging. He would never believe the words of this demi-human.

However, just as his intentions consolidated into firm resolve, he suddenly felt his palms heating up. Yes, they were emitting heat!

Anyone who had cultivated to a certain boundary could control the temperature of their palm at will. So long as they did not act outrageously, there would basically be no problem.

However, if no adjustments had been made to the palm, how could it heat up? Suddenly, Xie Nanshan's face became extremely ugly.

This was because he had realized that, as his palm turned red, the originally undisturbed pill furnace began turning red as well.