Human Race Garrison

Shen Changqing opened one of the jade boxes, and a fist-sized fruit appeared before his eyes. A surge of powerful energy emanated from the fruit, accompanied by the resonance of the Dao.,Just a simple sniff, Shen Changqing felt his qi and blood boiling, and his strength seemed to have improved by a point.,"Even at the fifth level of Great Power, one would still be no match for a Divine Sovereign. Even if they could hold on for a little longer, there would be no way to fight back against such beings."。