Ning Zheng's expression was calm as he looked at the two divine beast corpses.
"I hope they produce some good species and enhance the physical qualities of the manor blacksmiths by a big leap!"
Two months later, the cataclysm arrived.
If the manor doesn't develop, it might really be hard to withstand.
What use is it to deduce, theorize, and frantically analyze the mastermind?
All they can do is take the blows!
"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself."
"I hope you toughen up and become more resilient while being forged."
As Ning Zheng pondered, he gently reached out and touched the Two-Phase Realm divine beast in front of him, sensing the deep and rich life aura within.
A sense of deadly crisis surged continuously, as if it could have killed him in an instant in its life.
So powerful.
Ning Zheng was secretly amazed.
