In the Mystic Dragon Space, the great battle gradually came to an end, leaving behind a shattered land that spoke of how fierce and brutal the earlier fight had been.
Mo Yu gazed at the place where Shi Shahuang had disappeared. His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of icy severity.
It seemed that the Primordial Sacred Abyss truly did have experts from the Outer Realm Evil Race lurking about...
Mo Yu shook his head and stopped thinking about it. No matter what happened, soldiers would meet soldiers and water would meet earth.
"Commander Jiang, how are we going to get you out?" Mo Yu came to Jiang Long's side, pursed his lips slightly, and looked toward the Mystic Dragon Army he had subdued.
"Reporting to King Mo, this Mystic Dragon Space is actually our military camp. It is a small space our former master painstakingly opened. Later, you only need to use the Secret Technique to collect it, and this Mystic Dragon Space will transform into a ring that you can carry with you."
Hearing this, Mo Yu raised his brows slightly. If that was the case, wouldn't he be able to carry this army with him at any time?
"However..." Jiang Long's voice suddenly paused before he continued, "The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy in this Mystic Dragon Space is extremely thin. It can only provide for our needs while we are asleep. Now that all of us have awakened, our demand for Spiritual Energy has become extremely great."
"Therefore, if we remain in the Mystic Dragon Space for a long time, the lack of Spiritual Energy will cause our strength to decline."
"So we need a large amount of Sovereign Spiritual Liquid to cultivate."
"How much do you need?"
Jiang Long smiled. "It isn't much. We should