C891 On the Way of the Island

Meng Xuan stood in place for a while before a wisp of his spiritual will entered the boundless sea of blood. Instantly, he felt the scene in the distance. He could sense that the three auras were extremely powerful, but they were also becoming more and more familiar. Finally, he figured out who the three auras belonged to.

The big teapot, the Seven-Colored Heaven Chicken