Qi Ye Demon Ancestor's face was now wearing a wry smile.
"Brother Zhang, isn't your speed too fast? With so much Immortal Spirit Liquid, you actually collected over ninety percent, leaving just a tiny bit for this Demon Ancestor." Qi Ye Demon Ancestor said.
"Brother Qi, didn't you say it yourself? If the Immortal Spirit Liquid isn't collected in time, once it falls to the ground, it will merge and turn into ordinary rainwater. If I don't act quickly, wouldn't these treasures of the True Immortal Realm be squandered?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
He flipped his right hand and threw out two thousand drops of Immortal Spirit Liquid.
"Help me deliver one thousand drops to the Spirit King." Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.
"Hahaha—! In that case, this Demon Ancestor won't be polite with you." Qi Ye Demon Ancestor said with a laugh.
He flipped his right hand and collected the Immortal Spirit Liquid that Zhang Xiaohao threw over.
