C77 The Life of One Hundred and Eight Outer Sect Servants(1)

Wang Zhongjing waved his palm, and an ink-crystal stone pillar flew out from his Meru Bag, piercing into the empty space in front of him.

The ink-crystal stone pillar was a full 3 meters tall, and it gave off a terrifying pressure as it stood on the ground.

"Anyone who has a blood energy of 1 inch into the stone pillar is qualified!" Wang Zhongjing said lightly, and then closed his eyes to rest