In the evening, Su Jin took a deep breath in the space, and under the watchful eyes of her family, she took out the Mutated Lion's Beast Core from Nie Qing's storage bag.
As soon as the Beast Core was taken out, it began to shrink like a block of ice, and bits of Spiritual Power were gradually absorbed by the space, stunning even the Local Tyrant Gold, which jumped up trying to catch those specks, but couldn't grasp anything.
Li Xiuying couldn't help but laugh at the silly Local Tyrant Gold.
"Ah, the feeling of Spiritual Power surrounding me is really nice," Nie Qing breathed deeply, intoxicated.
Ever since the Apocalypse began, only the air in this space made him feel comfortable. The reason he liked to stay here was partly to binge-watch shows, but also because he loved the abundant Spiritual Power in the space.
Hearing Nie Qing say this, the family also felt that as the Beast Core was absorbed, the space became even more comfortable for them.
