After harvesting dozens of mature blood-colored other shore grasses,
Luo Changfeng then walked over to the cage imprisoning the Initial Ghost.
He squinted slightly,
Staring silently at the Initial Ghost, whose face seemed to be filled with resentment.
In the slight squint of his eyes,
There occasionally flashed a chill coldness.
However, this state didn't last long.
If the Initial Ghost were not still of use to him,
He would have disposed of it directly.
Previously, when his cultivation hadn't reached Mortal Transcendence,
He indeed was unable to inflict any harm on the Initial Ghost.
But as time passed, and his cultivation gradually improved, and he even reached the Mortal Transcendence Realm,
He had gradually gained the ability to kill the Initial Ghost.
"The blood-colored other shore..."
"Blood-colored other shore grass..."
After whispering to himself,
Luo Changfeng smiled slightly.
