Perfected Manifestation Saint Realm...
Fuxi and Zhao Gongming fell silent. Although Qin Jun had already suspected as much, hearing Qiang Liang say it still made his heart tremble.
Such an existence would be among the very best even in the Three Thousand Great Worlds. Perhaps only Demon Lord Ji Ye and Yang Beiming could contend with him—or perhaps he was the strongest of all.
Just as Qin Jun was deep in thought, the wild man appeared again. In his hand was a clump of blue aquatic grass that emitted a chill like white smoke.
"Cold Moon Glazed Grass!"
Fairy Nan Su murmured, her beautiful eyes filled with delight.
They had obtained the Cold Moon Glazed Grass so easily?
What exactly was this man's relationship with Qin Jun?
No wonder Qin Jun had remained so fearless even before the Demon Alliance.
The wild man directly tossed the clump of Cold Moon Glazed Grass in his hand to Qin Jun and snorted. "You can leave now."
As he caught the Cold Moon Glazed Grass, Qin Jun felt an icy chill seep from his palm deep into his bones and spread throughout his body, making him shudder.
The sight made Fairy Nan Su's beautiful eyes widen.
The Cold Moon Glazed Grass was an object of extreme cold. Qin Jun had caught it so easily without being frozen solid?
The wild man laughed at the sight, stroking his chin as he muttered, "Looks like it has already awakened."
Qin Jun felt as if his right hand were about to go numb. He hurriedly called to Fairy Nan Su, "Why are you still standing there? Come take it!"
Why was this thing so cold?
Fairy Nan Su snapped out of it and quickly walked over. With a sweep of her sleeve, she wrapped the Cold