"See, I was right!" The clown cauldron called out, but neither little spirit nor the divine brush paid it any attention. This was because their entire attention was focused on White Night.
At this time, White Night also knew that her situation was not good. If she could not turn the situation around, then she would soon be finished! However, it had only been half a day since she had swallowed the divine blood pill.
It had only been half a day, and she couldn't take it anymore?
"No!"
White Night did not believe it!
"No!"
Bai Ye refused to admit defeat, even though her body was already riddled with holes. The speed of recovery of the "Prajna Sutra" was far slower than the speed of destruction caused by the divine blood pill.
Bai Ye knew very well that she could not change this vicious cycle for the time being.
