"Continuing like this won't work!"
Ren Feifan's gaze fell upon the little sapling in the mystical space!
"Little Sapling, give me some star power!"
The little sapling seemed to understand Ren Feifan's words, gently swaying, as strands of starlight emerged from its body, softly enveloping the Bow of the Saint Moon.
The restless feeling gradually subsided.
"It's now!"
Ren Feifan's fingertip gathered a drop of essence blood, which was abruptly slapped onto the Bow of the Saint Moon.
The essence blood was instantly absorbed by the Bow of the Saint Moon, yet a fiercely strong backlash force unexpectedly overflowed from Ren Feifan's body.
"It's still struggling!"
Ren Feifan closed his eyes, mind and spirit united, holding onto his primordial spirit, his heart like a rock, unmoved by the eight winds.
At this moment, his temperament had to be strong, devoid of any hint of fear! Otherwise, the intense pain could easily cause Ren Feifan to lose control and burst, dying.
