C135 Cold Request

Wan Tian did not move. Yang Fann also did not pay attention to him. Instead, he focused all of his attention on his Dantian.

"This is the sea field formed from my Nascent Soul?" Yang Fann muttered as he looked at the sea field in his Dantian.

"Hmm? What kind of energy is this? "

Just when Yang Fann was about to leave, he suddenly felt a trace of strange energy emitting from his field