Translator: Aran

  The Licorice gourd flew in the direction of [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei].

  The moment it fell into the hands of [Quasi-emperor Xiaofei], a layer of yellow mist suddenly bloomed, Dao sound was flowing out of the gourd, like a yellow liquid. It was incredibly bizarre. There were rumblings inside the gourd, like waves howling, and as though there was an ocean inside.

  “Hey? It is the [Gourd of the Absolute Beginning]……” the million-year-old soul exclaimed.

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