C646 The Legend of the Passover

The Xuan Huang Qi was too overbearing. He had only absorbed a tiny amount of it, yet it had already severely injured him. If it wasn't for his immortal grandmist body being so strong, his flesh and blood would have already shattered.

"As expected of the Black Yellow Qi, it is indeed overbearing." Meng Xuan muttered to himself, but there was no trace of dejection on his face