Hu Ju: "I'll send someone over right away!"
Yun Qiuce had actually notified Shen Tu and Yu Lei first, if the ghost king found out his daughter was on such a dangerous mission...
I wonder if the ghost king has a good temper!
Hu Ju thought this way while gathering manpower!
In Bai Ying's villa, the refining had officially begun.
Yun Qi was lying in the Soul Refining Tripod, a swirl of black fog hovering over her.
The black fog seemed alive, constantly moving and shifting, as if searching for a breakthrough to enter Yun Qi's mind.
Bai Zhen sat cross-legged on the ground, softly chanting mysterious ancient spells, and instantly, Bai Ying felt a chill as if falling into an ice cellar; the cold seeped into every pore, evoking a primal fear in people.
But the more terrifying and cold it was, the more excited Bai Ying felt inside.
