บท 512: remnant feathers and turbid blood

"how should i say this? perhaps you and the little guy are fated."

" but my bloodline is on the verge of extinction. i can't bear the potential risks of signing a contract with humans. "

" i'll give you a broken feather and half a drop of blood ... sigh, don't blame me for being stingy. this old man has been dead for thousands of years, please understand ... "

a hoarse voice entered bai wushang's ears.

then, the three-legged thunder crow, the great completion saint corpse, led the lightning beam with the three-legged xuan bird sealed in it. it swooped down and fell into the colorful waves of the angry thunder lake like a meteorite.

at this point, the endless aura of lightning had completely disappeared.

in the dusky sky, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the bright golden-red sun reappeared.

bai wushang stood under the sun, allowing a warm current to pass through his skin and soak his body.

only then did his thumping heart calm down.