If he continued searching for other methods of neutralization, time had already run out. Back in that Ancient Secret Realm, the Yaochi Saintess had already reached the Eighth-Order Great Saint Realm, yet she had been unable to resist the terrifying medicinal potency of God and Demon Intoxication, let alone the Daoist Sect Saintess.
If she was to be saved, Mo Yang seemed to have only one choice left.
Mo Yang stood in place, silently looking at the Daoist Sect Saintess, his heart filled with hesitation.
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