Jiang Xinli was surprised. "Are those fireflies?"
"They're Liquid Crystal Cores, the Crystal Cores of Plant Mutant Beasts." After Sheng Tianze spoke, he looked at Xuan Ying, who was also covered in blood. "The rest is up to you."
Xuan Ying nodded coldly. With a wave of his long, fair fingers, tens of thousands of green glimmers were instantly frozen solid.
With a deft flick of his fingers, the Liquid Crystal Cores rapidly gathered in the air, coalescing into six large, green ice crystals, which he stored in his Space Ring.
Covered in blood, the group returned to the house.
Jiang Xinli had never used so much spiritual power before.
At this moment, she felt incredibly weak.
A warm, nearly white ray of light slowly descended upon her.
