Following that, Marshall Morgan ate a dozen more mystical shrimp and refined their essence, steadily bringing his physical body closer to Second Grade Great Success.
"The taste is pretty good, but it might be better to change it up!"
Marshall smacked his lips, then his eyes lit up as he stood up and headed out towards the flame tunnel.
As soon as he stepped into the tunnel, flames and flame spirits emerged.
"Roast them for me!"
With a wave of his hand, Marshall summoned a dozen mystical shrimp, controlling them with his True Qi, causing them to levitate in the air.
Marshall actually used the flames here to roast the shrimp. If the ancestors of the Yori Tribe who set up these ancient inscriptions saw this, they'd be furious enough to crawl out of their graves.
Sizzle...
The mystical shrimp emitted a sizzling sound, and soon, their fragrance filled the air.
As for the flame spirits, Marshall knocked them away with his long spear.
