What did a cultivator seek, starting from the humblest beginnings, enduring a thousand hardships and ten thousand sufferings?
Nothing more than to live as long as heaven and let the Dao's power stretch boundlessly.
But now, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy was steadily drying up. If they did not find a way to change things, sooner or later, everyone would return to dust.
This meant—
No matter how many trials they had once conquered or hardships they had endured, everything they had ultimately gained would be like drawing water with a bamboo basket.
Ask beneath all heaven—"Warning! Warning! Energy depleted! Energy depleted!" The reason Yuehai had delayed using the Broadsky saber was that he feared this very moment. He had already consumed too much energy in the previous battle.
Though a long time had passed, hearing the words Lingnan, scorching heat, and plague still made Dai Jin recall those old events at once.
Zhou Mo said, "Running red lights is what I do best." He stomped on the accelerator, and the car shot forward in an instant. Even so, that Land Rover still slammed into the rear of our car.
"Hmph. Dealing with two ant-like existences such as yourselves does not even require my true body to act. This is merely a fragment of my will. All right, I have matters to attend to, so I'll save you two first." The flame man spoke without a trace of emotion.
"Tianyu, you completed the task I gave you very well this time. Go get yourself a free real-name crystal card later, then transfer fifty thousand Mana into it from my card. Besides that, I also want to give you something." Beidou spoke kindly. Naturally, he would not be stingy toward those who sincerely worked for him.
Doom crouched down and