Facing such a predicament, Hua Menghuang's lips curled slightly, her face showing disdain. "Scum, that's all the pressure you can muster? Not even close to Master Qing's special training!"
Inhaling deeply, Hua Menghuang stepped forward, striding toward the end of the river.
In this process, clusters of white Immortal Nuance kept emerging above the azure river, flowing into Hua Menghuang's body.
From outside, through the light screen, Hong Yuan saw these white Immortal Nuance streams flowing into Hua Menghuang and other Great Dream Seeds and secretly praised them in his heart.
What a generous gesture.
These white Immortal Nuance must be the essence purified by a Great Emperor of the Human Race during his lifetime.
No wonder a Quasi-Emperor's Cave Heaven is needed for the sacrifice...
