C309 The Inevitable Exhibition of the Ruler of the Ding Tian Hall
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon. Han Zhen was sitting in the middle of the villa's array. Now that the array was activated, the entire villa was shrouded in immortal mist, like a fairyland.
There were also countless spirit energy liquefied into water that dripped down like beads on a jade plate.
The spirit liquid formed by the Spiritual Qi wasn't anything special