"Junior Brother, have a look."
A glint of cold light swiftly flew by, stopping right in front of Lu Xuan.
It was a thumb-sized jade bottle of mutton fat, whirling around, with the mouth heavily sealed with prohibitions and restrictions.
Hanyu Feng lifted the restrictions, and a burst of white light surged out immediately, filled with spiritual light and vitality, as if it could nourish all things.
Lu Xuan scanned it with his divine sense and understood at once.
"The bottle contains twelve drops of Creation Spirit Dew, which I collected from an endless ice cavern within a mysterious Cave Heaven. I had intended to use it when breaking through a certain divine skill, but never got the chance until now."
Hanyu Feng's voice was as cold as a winter ice fountain.
