For the Huaxia Empire to develop better, the more complete the variety of species it possesses, the better it is naturally.
With the golden fur, no kind of Spiritual Medicine can escape from Lin Qian's grasp.
The Heroes Gathering has been going on for a full three years, and during this time, apart from the fourth-generation disciples of the Wei family and Lin Qian staying back, disciples from other forces have already headed towards the interior to explore more opportunities.
The Wei family and others are in no hurry at all; in their eyes, this garden has already turned into a huge treasure trove.
"This relic, I'm afraid it really is as the rumor says, it's going to collapse." Walking in the garden, He Wencai looked up and sighed.
At this time, the other disciples of the Wei family beside him also looked up.
Above the sky within the relic, faint cracks appeared. These were signs of space fissures, indicators that a space collapse often starts with these space fissures.
