Asura Hell
Editor: Atlas Studios
Previously, in order to resolve the problem of the Heaven Realm cultivation technique, he had directly used up all his luck points and energy crystals.
Now, when he saw the foreign races, he felt as if he was looking at small gold coins jumping around.
Zhou Hao's silence made Dean Shi Zhi feel even more apologetic.
Zhou Hao was only an honorary president of the Supernatural Council that received 200 colored energy crystals every month. Now, he had to go to the frontline defense line every two to three days. No matter who it was, they would feel bad.
The life of a supernatural expert should also be valued! They couldn't order a peak-level supernatural expert around all the time, right?
But then again, without Zhou Hao, no one would be able to resolve the crisis of the sixth spatial rift.
"Give me your phone. Why are you still hesitating at a time like this?"