The sunshine above the soul stone is constantly floating and expanding, just like the morning mist gradually spreading, gentle and hazy, accompanied by the glorious surge on the mist, it is very beautiful.

Soulstones tremble again, but this time the tremor is more intense, just like an orphan suddenly found his beloved parents, in the tremor it is the spill of silk dependence and expectation.

On the high platform, Danqing, the elder of the medicinal clan, first responded. Master Dan's eyes flowed, but his white eyebrows gradually picked up with the enlargement of his pupils. Then a trace of horror appeared in his eyes, which turned into a flash of...