Formation, Ten Directional Nirvana
Editor: Henyee Translations
Looking at the strange expressions of the Nether Clan's geniuses in front of her, Lin Qingzhu thought carefully for a moment and did not dare to attack rashly.
"Monkey, are you alright?" Lin Qingzhu asked worriedly after confirming the monkey's situation.
Monkey stood up from the ground with difficulty. With the Connate Extreme Spirit Pill that Lin Qingzhu had given him just now, he had finally recovered.
Monkey grinned and said, "I'm fine. I can still fight."
Hearing this, everyone was finally relieved. However, they still couldn't think of what to do next. It was difficult to move in the current situation.
When everyone was at a loss, Zhe Xian gently walked out. Looking at the drop of divine blood in the sky, he muttered to himself, "A drop of Monarch's blood that has been corroded by evil aura? Such a spell's profundity is truly endless."
Everyone's attention was on how to face the current situation.