Yang Yan's eyes flickered with a trace of struggle and said in a deep voice, "Can you ensure not being discovered by others? And how do you plan to break through this Eternal Power?"
Spiritual sneered, "What's so difficult about that?"
Yang Yan's heart was filled with joy, but he hurriedly reminded, "Do not collect all the Treasure Liquid; leave enough to just repair one Immortal Emperor's Dao injury. Let them fight among themselves!"
Spirit chuckled lightly, "Oh my! Didn't expect you to have such a good plan. Okay, I agree."
Before Yang Yan could react, Spirit had already taken over his body.
Spirit glanced casually at the surrounding Ten Thousand Races forces, with a trace of mockery in her eyes.
Before he saw her move, a branch extended from the World Tree in Yang Yan's sea of consciousness.
It slipped into the Void, breaking through the blockade of the Eternal Power, and steadily landed in the Daoist Immortal Pool.
