Han Muye did not listen to the two of them discussing the demonic cultivation techniques. Instead, he activated a light array with his soul, then raised his hand and took out a faint red drop of water.
It was a water droplet.
Water from the Nether River.
This was a drop of water that had splashed onto the ship of the Nether River during the previous battle.
Han Muye took the opportunity to grab a drop. Sensing the power contained in it, he put it away.
At this moment, this drop of the Nether River water flowed in his palm as if it were alive.
A faint blood energy emerged from this blood-red droplet.
"Is the Nether River alive?"
The power emitted by the water droplet clearly had its own spirituality.
This was something that only living creatures had.
The Nether River.
Immortal Venerable Minghe.
Han Muye squinted his eyes.