Yunxiao did as he was told. The pressure at the bottom of the river was nothing, but the corrosive poison was too strong. He had only taken a few steps when he felt that the primordial astral wind could no longer hold on.
"The dynasty Bell!"
Yunxiao cried out softly. His body was as big as a Bell, sending out sound waves to push away the spirit liquid around him before he could move forward with great difficulty.
"Yes, that's Yingluo."
His pupils shrank. Near the stone tablet, there was a slight light. He looked over and saw that it was a ring. There were traces of people coming here.
"Could it be a Suan ni?"
Yunxiao reached out his hand, his fingers turning golden as he clenched his claw and pulled the ring over with his primordial energy. could this be the relic of Mei Dong 'er's parents? " He looked around and saw that everything else had been corroded.
