"That fluctuation is..."
The Holy Disciple, Huang Tiange, and Yan Rumeng, the three of them, had just arrived at this place.
Immediately, their eyes fell on that drop of Blood of the Fallen Immortal.
"Such a vast energy, and it carries a hint of Immortal Dao Aura, could it be the Blood of the Fallen Immortal?"
"That's right, it's the Blood of the Fallen Immortal, haha, I didn't expect to encounter such a fortune."
The Holy Disciple and Huang Tiange both had sharp gleams in their eyes.
On the other side, Yan Rumeng's beautiful eyes also flashed with light.
Then, her gaze subconsciously shifted and she saw the white-clad figure trying to suppress the Blood of the Fallen Immortal.
"It's him!"
Yan Rumeng's eyes trembled, and she subconsciously tensed her delicate body.
If there was anyone Yan Rumeng least wanted to encounter in this lifetime.
It would probably be Jun Xiaoyao.
The scenes of the Lower Realm were still vivid in her mind.
