"A seed?!" Ye Fan's fingers had turned a crystalline purple. He gently held up the bowl-sized purple Divine Crystal, bathed in a Divine Power and enveloped in a layer of purple mist.
The Red Dragon Daoist was extremely excited, red light flickering in his eyes as he stared at this stunning crystal. His words were faint, only catching the attention of a few.
The Heavenly Stone Garden was bustling with noise, the clamor shaking the heavens. People could hardly contain themselves; what they saw was too mystical—it was a Purple Qilin!
Within the Divine Crystal, the Purple Qilin, though small—no bigger than an infant's fist—possessed an incomparable life force. It was absorbing the essence of the Sun and Moon.
Endless Spiritual Qi was drawn in. Each breath it took was like a surging tide, making everyone present feel as if they were baptized, their entire bodies suffused with comfort.
