Cultivation is essentially a leap in the levels of life. Chen Yuan wondered, even at this stage, he couldn't condense the Essence Flower. It's hard to imagine how terrifyingly resilient the body becomes at the level of a Martial Saint.
Or perhaps, the threshold of his own flesh and blood was developed too high, resulting in the need for a vast amount of Life Origin for such an achievement?
Chen Yuan's thoughts wandered for a moment, then he reined them in—thinking too much is futile. Golden light gathered in his eyes, turning into dark and bright spots, shining in the darkness.
Right now, it's the perfect opportunity to harvest the Life Origin of the demons amidst the chaos!
After all, he had been plotting for so long.
It seemed that now, in Jingguan City, rumors of his severe injuries were spreading. He had deliberately propagated them, merely to divert attention, temporarily avoiding confrontation, and to bide his time.
