C1795 Sevencolor Blade God

"Xiao Ling, even if you manage to refine the World Essence Returning Pill, you'll still lose if its quality doesn't surpass mine," Mo Huayu declared, her eyes blazing as she fixed her gaze on Xiao Ling. Her breath was weak; the effort to craft the World Essence Returning Pill had nearly cost her half her life. To return to her peak condition