This feeling cannot be dispelled, because... he has already swallowed a wisp of the Demon Mother's aura.
'This is true love, unwavering until death.'
Song Yan couldn't help but sigh.
The flying palanquin had completely entered the realm of the Formless Ancient Race, with various sects along the way greeting it like mortal subjects welcoming royalty, while curiously and reverently watching the flying palanquin.
With the body of a Purple Mansion, crossing major realms, he struck down an Elder in the Divine Infant Realm at the hands of Vilampu.
It was simply a miracle.
What would happen if such a cultivator reached the Divine Infant Realm?
The Formless Ancient Race was strong and promising!
During this time, Song Yan also received a new family token.
