As a transmigrator, Zhou Heng possessed a heaven-defying talent and an unparalleled background—he was undoubtedly one of the most elite disciples!
However, what he didn’t expect was… th...
"It's perfect for you to be my successor!"
"However! Your strength is too weak. I will first pass on my ten thousand years of skills to you! To help you!"
Tian Daozi clicked his tongue, then thrust a dry palm towards Zhou Heng.
"Senior, don't! I am also very fast in cultivation!"
Zhou Heng retreated repeatedly, and a question had already occurred to him.
That is the danger of being possessed by another's body.
"You're quite alert, little brat. But don't worry. I just want to make you stronger!"
"You are too weak now!"
Tian Daozi laughed loudly, and then placed his palm on his forehead: "It's started, get ready to faint! Haha!"
"ah?"
Zhou Heng didn't understand.
However, with the influx of Tiandaozi's powerful spiritual power.
His eyes rolled back instantly and he passed out from the impact.
He had no idea of what would happen next.
However, I can feel that my strength is improving.
Still breaking through.
The feeling of spiritual power that could overwhelm him made him want to shout.
The blood power in the body has also changed as a result.
The bones shatter, then solidify, shatter again, and finally solidify again.
Over and over again.
Make his bones harder.
And there is flesh and blood, which first explodes and then reassembles.
The cycle continues.
Next are the internal organs, meridians and acupoints.
Start step by step, bit by bit.
In the end, his whole body began to tremble.
This kind of trembling is because of the improvement of strength, and it is trembling instinctively.
All this continued and Zhou Heng showed no signs of waking up.
As time went by, the weather changed back and forth.