"Thousand-Year Spirit Milk?" Qin Miaoyi's exquisite face registered shock.
Not only Qin Miaoyi—even Qin Chuan was stunned.
Thousand-Year Spirit Milk formed at the bottom of third-grade spirit springs, and only a single drop condensed every thousand years.
With just one drop, a Foundation Establishment cultivator could instantly recover their magic power and injuries after consuming it.
So long as they had not lost limbs or suffered grievous injuries on the brink of death, any external wounds could be healed instantly, restoring all magic power as well.
Such a precious item was rare not only in a tiny place like the Sea Domain Archipelago, but even among the major Core Formation Families in the inland cities.
Liu Yunlong sneered. "I will capture you alive and make you my grandson's cultivation cauldron, seize your Dao foundation, and help my grandson advance to Foundation Establishment."
Qin Miaoyi flew into a rage. "You old bastard, you're courting death!"
Boom!
Enraged, Qin Miaoyi's three thousand strands of black hair whipped wildly about. Killing intent surfaced in her violet eyes, and majestic magic power erupted from her graceful body. She said coldly, "Today, not a single member of your Liu Clan will be spared."
Geng Metal Sword Qi
Qin Miaoyi unleashed a Second-tier Spell. Golden sword qi several yards long shot forth through the air, invincible and unstoppable.
Clang!
The Geng Metal Sword Qi sent Liu Yunlong's Second-grade Mid-tier Magic Tool flying, then she drove the Flying Star Sword forward.
Clang clang clang...
The two Foundation Establishment Venerables exchanged blows, wielding swords through divine sense and battling across the air. Their magic tools rang as they collided, while all manner of Second-tier Spells were unleashed one after another.
At times sparks flew everywhere and ice spread thirty yards; at times vines entangled and flying sand swept