After a moment's thought, Xiao Han clenched his fist, aimed at the black coffin, and punched it hard!
The Fist of Destiny came with fierce force, even blasting a large hole through Jinxia. But when it touched the black coffin, it exploded like a collapsing sea of qi!
What stunned Xiao Han even more was the scene that unfolded: the black coffin devoured the exploded Hand of Calamity, leaving it completely clean, and even the coffin lid remained closed, glancing towards Xiao Han.
"You dare to be so cheeky in front of me, Lord Fox? Once I reach the extraordinary level, I'll saw you down and burn you for firewood!"
On the surface, he gave an apologetic look, as if to say, "Sorry to bother you, brother. Please continue to enjoy this for free." But in private, Xiao Han thought to himself that he had given up the urge to strangle the black coffin. He still wanted to break through to the ninth potential level.
Then, the golden glow dissipated, revealing a rice paddy with plump ears of rice and a fragrant aroma.
The lingering golden light revealed the joy of a bountiful harvest, prompting Xiao Han to activate his Demon Eyes and take a few glances.
Bishop Ferran's rice paddy fortune was completely drained by him, and he added it to his own fortune.
Suddenly, Xiao Han noticed something. A wisp of air rose from the rice paddy, gradually condensing into a blurry sword containing a small fragment, with golden patterns coiled around it. It definitely held a secret.
But upon closer inspection, there was nothing there...
Perhaps we should find Bishop Ferran and use our thieving skills multiple times to steal all of their land...
Finally, after confirming that he couldn't analyze anything, Xiao Han seized the opportunity to solve the bottleneck problem of the ninth potential.
Previously, he had awakened his seventh and eighth potentials in one go by taking advantage of the fact that Yili milk was still on its shelf life.
However, after the welfare phase, they got stuck at the ninth level of foundation.
So he immersed himself in it, forcibly forcing out the nine most profound foundations of his cultivation through the burning of demonic flames!
The billowing demonic flames, revealing their ability to incinerate all things, are the Crimson Demon King's core power, without exception.
"Bang!"
In terms of fortune, the brilliant golden sunset is rapidly and drastically depleted.
On the ground, the rice paddies withered, as if they had absorbed all the water, their vitality drained away at a visible speed, until they finally turned to ashes...
At the same time, Xiao Han suddenly opened his eyes, set up a layer of reconnaissance and defense magic items around him, and then summoned the Stone Rock Chains to protect himself. He then closed his eyes again.
It was as if a spiritual spring had been poured over me, cool and refreshing, giving rise to countless wonderful inspirations.
Many things he didn't understand when practicing the sword-drawing technique suddenly became clear. He even vaguely felt that all the thoughts in his mind were being magnified infinitely, and inspiration was rubbing against each other, sparking a series of sparks!
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