Zhao Jiayan's eyes lit up.
However, Yang Yuan did not immediately agree, even though he had stored a lot of Power of Creation, ten thousand units of it were just a drop in the ocean for him.
But Power of Creation, just by hearing the name, one knows it's extremely precious. Ten thousand points of Power of Creation...
"Junior, I am now just a remnant soul, if there's no Power of Creation to recover, I can't use any power at all, otherwise no matter how much Power of Creation you give me, it will be useless."
Seeing Yang Yuan hesitate, the woman in the shadow was anxious.
Originally, she had little hope for resurrection, after all, Power of Creation is something extremely hard to obtain.
Even Celestial-level Creatures possess only a tiny wisp of this power.
Even for those who transcend the Celestial level, it's difficult to have more, because as long as there's a little, it is generally directly used.
