C2199 The Trash at the Edge.

The divine light in his body turned into small cauldrons one after another. They were extremely small, and his entire body was like an ancient cauldron that was resisting the refinement of the Purgatory Flame.

Small cauldrons appeared one after another in his flesh and blood, and they flowed endlessly like blood.

Sunn Xiaowu shouted loudly as he charged through the Purgatory