Those third-grade heavenly demon beasts were just shattered into pieces within the column of blood.
The strongest power of qi and blood condensed into a blade's edge, and the bodies of the heavenly demon beasts were sliced apart.
Heavenly Beads appeared one after another.
The pale golden Heavenly Beads, each as large as a chicken egg, floated in the air with an animated grace.
This time, Han Muye saw it very clearly.
Actually, those heavenly demon beasts were not real demon beasts; they were simply products nurtured by the rules of space and time.
At the moment when their bodies were sliced apart, all illusions perished, revealing the Heavenly Beads within.
They were not real creatures, yet they were stronger than living beings.
"Creation..."
The Power of Creation.
A glint of enlightenment shone in Han Muye's eyes.
To reach the Level of Creation was truly difficult.
