Human Race Garrison

If one were a Dao Fruit cultivator, truly obtaining such divine medicine, even carrying it with them at all times and being constantly immersed in its power, could elevate their cultivation.,A pure and powerful force erupted from his abdomen, a vast and surging energy that crashed into Shen Changqing's viscera, bones, and even his flesh.,One of them was an old man, dressed in black and thin, with an arrogant demeanor. The other was a young man, looking much more humble.。