Thunder rumbled, and dense dark clouds covered half the sky, like a ferocious beast roaring in anger.
Jiang Yin’s face was grim as she stood motionless above the Blood Pool of the Corpse Cultivators, staring intently at the sinister demonic aura stirring on the horizon.
Today marked the tenth day.
After so many days of effort, the curse entwined around Jiang Yin’s soul had weakened to its limit.
The peacock essence blood was exhausted, and she had absorbed more than half of the Blood Pool’s power.
Today, Jiang Yin used the Eighth-Turn Resurrection Grass, preparing to completely shatter the...
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