Not long after, Huang Zhongtian returned without any success.
ding 'er, please bear with it for two more days. Baiyun Manor master is already in seclusion. It's not appropriate to disturb him. Huang Tingting said helplessly.
He had already instructed the second housekeeper to inform him if the master of Baiyun heights came out of seclusion.
Time flew by.
In the secret chamber, the cold air was extremely cold. Even Xia qingchen's strengthened body found it hard to endure.
In front of him, there were ten Mystic ice boxes in a row, each with a drop of demonic God's blood sealed in it.
After two days, he had exhausted a large amount of divinity and only forced out ten drops of demonic God blood.
However, to Xia qingchen, this was already sufficient.
He picked up one of the boxes and put it into his spatial artifact. The other nine boxes were put into a separate spatial artifact.
