Human Race Garrison

Shen Changqing sat cross-legged, his body radiating with a powerful spiritual light. It was as if stars were gathering around him, and the phantom of a galaxy appeared along with it.,Even if a divine elixir were the most precious thing in the world, it wouldn't be as important as improving one's own cultivation.,“Our Cang Hai Sect has been established here for millions of years, and we have never discovered such a strange phenomenon. This matter is probably not simple!”。