In the midst of Yichen's thoughts, a purple cloud grass was sent into the sun and moon space.

At the same time, Yichen flashed and retreated at least a hundred meters away.

"Seventh-level spiritual herb, this is the real treasure!" Thirteen shouted in surprise.

A bare skull was spinning around in the space of the sun and the moon.

The blue light released from his eyes shot everywhere without any scruples, and finally stopped on the purple cloud grass.

It is said to be a seventh-level spiritual herb. If you look at the appearance alone, no one takes it seriously.

It is as thin as a yarn. Although there are several forks, it is almost difficult to see clearly.

It is only one foot long and is lilac, with several fibrous roots that are difficult to identify with the naked eye, white and light.

However, it is really unbelievable that such a slender and weak purple cloud grass can release the purple energy that has caused Yichen to suffer deeply.

"It's just one, I think back then..." Old man gray couldn't help but sigh when he saw the purple cloud grass.

Ten thousand years ago, when the old man gray was still the Five Elements Emperor, he found hundreds of purple cloud grasses in the elves world, each of which was much more plump and round than the ones in the sun and moon space.
Chapter completed!