C537 The Birth of the Strongest Divine Spark

In the rain.

Zhao Xin was running wildly in the rain.

Many cultivator, who had just finished fighting, saw Zhao Xin.

"Isn't he Zhao Xin?"

"Who is he carrying on his back? Why is he rushing towards the east? There's a group of mermen there."

Many people were puzzled, but they didn't pay too much attention to it. It was none of their business even if he wanted to die.

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