On the surface of the lake.
Under the guidance of the devouring black hole, the power of death started to pour into the White Tiger egg.
In its body, there was a trace of the celestial devil power that Xiao ran had left behind.
The celestial devil power circulated, and no matter how strong and powerful the power of death was, even if it contained negative energy, it couldn't hurt The White Tiger.
As soon as it entered, it was refined and absorbed by The White Tiger egg.
It would make up for the source and provide sufficient power to support the hatching.
After watching for a while.
Seeing that everything was on track and no accidents had happened, Xiao ran retracted his gaze.
A question appeared in his mind.
Meng 'er was just a little girl with weak cultivation. She could even bully a small malicious ghost, so how would she know about the green Lotus of creation?
Could she have been here before?
He shook his head!
