Xu Qing looked at the fingers in the three bubbles and then lifted his head to look at the captain.
The captain looked sincere.
"Little Qing, how is it? Our gains this time are good, right? Haha."
Xu Qing didn't speak. The cultivation base in his body instantly circulated and his aura erupted. A secret repository appeared behind him, causing the wind and clouds to surge and the surroundings to tremble.
His eyes instantly turned pitch-black. As the Poison Restriction spread out, the sun and moon rose and fell in the secret repository. The mosasaur Heavenly Dao roared inside, forming a sea of heat.
The furnace was burning.
In an instant, invisible nomological threads spread out from the secret repository and lingered around Xu Qing.
These were the laws and rules of his secret repository world. As they spread out, they enveloped the place he was at, forming a battlefield that belonged to him.