Chapter 382: The Ancestor's Live Teaching

As soon as his hand reached in,

Xia Xin felt a cold sensation, like a whoosh, rushing over and coiling around his fingertips, burrowing under his skin.

In the blink of an eye, he felt a chilling cold all over his body, as if he were standing naked in a frozen wasteland.

Every bone in his body creaked, as if frozen stiff.

Xia Xin reflexively tried to pull his hand back, but it seemed like something in the water was gripping it tightly.

No matter how hard he strained, he couldn't break free.

Xia Xin panicked immediately, stuttering in fear, "Ancestor, what's... what's happening..."

Jiangli glanced at him and grasped his wrist.

The next second, she effortlessly pulled Xia Xin's hand out.

However, his arm was enveloped in layers of black energy, and it seemed to be frozen stiff, completely numb.

Seeing his palm that had changed color, Xia Xin shivered violently, "Ancestor, is there... something... under this jar?"