The moment he saw the eyeball radiating a cyan evolutionary light, Feng Bqing's expression changed instantly.
"A fifth-tier wondrous item! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"
Mrs. Yun was a Butterfly Stage evolver. The price for using a fifth-tier wondrous item, two levels above her own, would be unimaginable.
A smile appeared on Mrs. Yun's dark, aged face. She had always carried this fifth-tier wondrous item with her. Throughout their journey, she hadn't used it when her comrades died tragically, nor had she used it when the disciple she had painstakingly taught was killed right before her eyes.
She had held back this whole time, because she only had one chance to use it.
Her mission was to protect Dr. Liou Wenxin. She would only use this fifth-tier wondrous item—the Eye of Dream Weaving—if Dr. Liou was in danger.
And now, the time had come.
