Heaven's Beyond, Ancient Fire Tribe
At this moment, Chen Yang was sitting on a chair in the middle of a square.
Looking at the guards who were constantly patrolling around, Chen Yang also condensed his true essence to repair his damaged arm.
The medicinal herbs piled up below the square were the Ancient Fire Tribe's many years of accumulation.
The resources he used to recover himself this time, in addition to the resources he gave to the Divine Eye previously.
This had already consumed more than half of the Ancient Fire Tribe's medicinal herbs and resources.
Damn Leng Xiaoxiao!
As Chen Yang thought about this, he couldn't help but scold Leng Xiaoxiao.
At this moment, an Ancient Fire Tribe cultivator slowly ran in from outside.
"Patriarch, that person from the lower realm has returned."
Hearing that the divine eye had returned, Chen Yang's eyes lit up.
He waved his hand at the Ancient Fire Tribe cultivator in front of him and said slowly,"
