"What do you want the Heavenly Blood and Flesh for, in the Holy Land?"
Facing Chen Yuan's question, the pupils of Jiuzhu in the Holy Land flashed with phantom light, and the ghost face mask on his face smiled, looking exceptionally eerie under the green lamp flame.
"Hehe, Chen Wusheng, you ask knowing well, the existence of Heavenly People, Unity of Heaven and Man, their blood and flesh carry the Power of Laws. Taking a bite, not to say you will ascend in broad daylight, but at least it allows beings like us to touch upon some Heavenly Person Law, naturally a great supplement."
This laughter carried a hint of coldness.
Hearing this, Chen Yuan remained unchanged, his gaze unaltered, and his tone indifferent,
"I am ignorant, but each has their own path. According to what you say, that Heavenly Blood and Flesh might not be a supplement, but rather a deadly poison."
"No need for you to worry about that, Chen Wusheng. We in the Holy Land have our ways."
