Doing good without seeking fame was never Old Master Wang's style.
Fluttering—!
The great swarm of calamity butterflies in the midst of the corpses, which had scattered in different directions, now regrouped and transformed into the shape of a "ghost baby" avatar.
To avoid drawing attention, Wang Yuan's main body continued to advance with the main troops, and only a doppelgänger had come here.
At the same time, a beautiful silver-eyed phoenix flew out from a dream realm.
She opened her beak, forged like gold, and breathed out a mouthful of glistening phoenix saliva with a strong fragrance, aiming at the dreadful wounds on her body.
After ascending to a "Yin God," her ability of "Taiyin Refining" had also significantly improved.
As the phoenix saliva fell, Xie Yanji's wounds visibly healed at a rapid pace, and even her pale, bloodless complexion flushed with color almost immediately.
