e Dantian, a nascent infant exactly like Lu Xiaottian's stretched out its palm and held a blood-colored water drop shaped bead in its palm, a look of excitement on its face. 。With a flick of his fing..."This combined realm senior is really strange, not giving us any restrictions at all." 。we will not serve you 。tent. The Falling Soul Pond was no longer an option. Seventeen years after he had entered this place, there was only one place left to go. He had to go to the place where yin and yang met; perhaps the...