Early morning, Shangjing, smog.
The eyeballs that have beheld the glory of Divine Beings are indeed extraordinary; Fu Qian exerted some effort to fully digest the Ancient Reminiscence.
It took 4.5 seconds in total, and this secret treasure of the Gulad Family completely vanished.
Selana taught him the complete method of use herself, but he didn't even have a chance to practice it once.
However, considering that the content was somewhat inadequate for outsiders, she probably wouldn't mind—right?
Perhaps due to the profound camaraderie built earlier, she might even take the initiative to help keep it hidden.
In a state of optimistic enjoyment, Fu Qian touched the fangs at his chest, both mouths sighing in unison.
Under the Sage's "Insight," there were certainly gains to be had.
Just not the gains he wanted.
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The final lightless night of the battle in Night Holy City certainly had some surprises.
