Immortal Dome Palm, terrible coercion

Chapter 240 Just when Matsu Floris was on the verge of collapse and his soul was suffering unimaginable pain. At this moment, in an endlessly distant area, in an unknown space, in a small courtyard that is exquisite, elegant, and extremely quiet, a woman in white clothes and a white skirt is holding a sprinkler and watering various flowers and plants. If there were an alchemist here, he would find that these were not flowers or plants at all, but clearly earth-grade and heaven-grade elixirs. If...