C404 In the Space of the Glass Pagoda

Thinking that they could no longer get Nine-King Fruit s, the blood mist that Shi Zhaojie turned into rushed towards Ye Han, but in the end, it was too late. Ye Han had already touched the white mist in the valley.

The next moment, Shi Zhaojie's eyes widened in the blood mist. The white mist, which could corrode even a Saint Lord, suddenly retreated to the side