A moment later, Infected Cassie chuckled darkly again: "Hehehe..."
"Master of the Human Race, don't think I don't know you're testing me."
"However, it's useless."
"Because in the Holy Spirit Realm, there is no power that can deal with me, hehe..."
"I'm giving you one week..."
"After a week, have the items ready and hand them to any one of my Cursed Servants."
"Otherwise, hundreds of billions of living creatures of the Witch Race, including all you legends, will all be buried with me!"
Upon hearing this, Han Xing suddenly spoke.
"Hand it to your Cursed Servants? And not come to take it yourself?"
The coldness on his face suddenly dissipated, and then he chuckled softly.
"So that's it, it seems you can't just casually come and go either."
"Just like those guys, the Holy Spirit Realm has severe restrictions on you."
Infected Cassie's expression changed instantly, as if her deepest secret had been exposed.
But she quickly reacted and said with a soft laugh.
