The power of the Daqian Immortal Dynasty had also reached its peak, like a flower in full bloom.
That day, early morning.
On the jade couch in the secret chamber of the Emperor Palace.
Liu Luoxin leaned against Lu Li, gently wrapping his arm, her face flushed.
Her body was like a beautiful piece of porcelain, smooth as jade.
"Lord husband, my cultivation has reached its limit, I plan to break through the Nascent Soul in a year."
Her tone was very gentle, with a ripple of light in her eyes.
"By that time, your husband will give you the Spirit Pill needed for your Nascent Soul breakthrough."
Lu Li smiled faintly, gently patting her back.
A faint fragrance from her hair wafted to his nose, stirring his spirit.
Just as Lu Li was leisurely enjoying life, a crisis had quietly arrived.
In the endless void.
"Swoosh..."
A gigantic rift appeared amid the dense fog, with four figures swiftly flying out from the crack.
