The oil crafted by the Demon Suppression Bureau contained immense energy, its mystery surpassing even the essence of the sun and the moon.
Just a single drop burst forth with might comparable to that of a Spirit Tool.
Who could have imagined that the Monster God Egg would show its face only to drink half a vat of the oil?
This caused Zhou Dao's heart to ache to the point of bleeding. Raising his hand, he delivered a slap that sent the Monster God Egg flying, the terrifying force tearing the Void and whipping the chaotic spatial currents into a frenzy as they bombarded the egg relentlessly.
The Monster God Egg radiated divine light, its surface runes becoming increasingly distinct, remaining motionless despite the onslaught of the chaotic space.
It rolled around on the spot three times and even let out a satisfied burp.
"You profligate little egg..." Zhou Dao peered into the vat and cursed loudly.
Whimpering...