C729 Chapter 729

“Ahem... This thing can hold something the size of a football field and you’re calling it small?”

“If that’s small, how’s anyone else supposed to survive?”

To prove Jun Beilou’s words were legit, Moh Yao took out the cinnabar, mixed in a pinch of sand that shimmered with a blue-violet glow, then flicked her brush through the air and drew a talisman. Just from the light it gave off