The Ghost Mist Appears
Editor: Henyee
Were it a common late Core Formation cultivator, they wouldn't be able to withstand the golden flames for even a quarter of an hour!
However, Han Li was anything but common!
At that moment, he stared at the golden flames surrounding him with a frown and slapped his storage pouch, taking out a small bottle.
Han Li glanced at the small bottle and let out a sigh. It was the Myriad Year Spirit Milk he had just acquired, and it already appeared that he wouldn't be able to last much longer without it.
It was quite the cruel joke. Had he not acquired the spirit milk from Yuan Yao, he would've found himself in a dead end. But at the same time, were it not for this spirit milk, he wouldn't have encountered Wen Tianren, a disciple of Archsaint Six Paths, and be in this situation!
Han Li felt extremely conflicted about how this situation had developed.