In the Void.
Aboard the paper crane, sensing the increasingly rich aura of the Eighth Grade Heavenly Pill, the woman in the magnificent purple dress could no longer suppress her excitement. She covered her red lips, preventing herself from making a sound, lest she disturb Jiang Fan, who was in the midst of Alchemy.
She had actually won the bet! To encounter an Eight-star Soul Master in the vast Void! What were the astronomical odds of this happening? She stared unblinkingly at the Nine Dragon Demon Tripod, her eyes full of anticipation.
SCREECH—
A sharp cry that pierced the Void suddenly echoed throughout the universe. Her gaze instantly sharpened as she looked into the distance.
Jiang Fan, currently focused on his Alchemy, also had a slight change in expression. He had heard this phoenix cry several times and was incredibly familiar with it.
The Source Soul Heaven Pill!
