The mutated body and violent power will naturally attract the enemy's attention. While busy dealing with them, the enemy may easily overlook their own changes in condition and fall into a deadly trap without realizing it.
"So you're not going to do anything about it?"
"I don't care." The answer was so decisive, without a single stumble.
Tsk... Qin Zhaoyue twitched the corner of her mouth and couldn't help but give her a thumbs up, "Having you is his blessing."
She mentioned this when the engravings displayed such realistic calligraphy.
Could it be that they're using helping him break through as an excuse to kill him off?
No way...
There is no explanation for the hidden hibernation.
Suimo has just advanced to the fourth rank, as for Xiaoliu... let's not even mention him.
If you haven't reached that level of understanding, explaining it to the two people beside you is pointless.
Reaching the Divine Martial Realm is by no means easy.
It was indeed a stroke of luck; the Iron Scale Buddha was close to the peak of the fourth rank, and with the blessing of secret techniques, his raw strength was no less than that of the Fighting Chisel.
More importantly, the secret technique of qi and blood used at this time eroded his mind without Dou Zhan noticing.
Buddhist esoteric practices have their mystical aspects, arousing primal desires, which is not entirely a bad thing for those seeking enlightenment.
Dou Zhan is in charge of the Xuanji Guard's Netherworld Prison, and he rarely steps out unless he has a mission.
No one else present had ever seen him in that place; it was cold, dark, and he was always expressionless.
But at this moment, wearing a disguise mask, a cruel, bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips.
As this process unfolded, the prison around him became increasingly solidified.
It's almost over... Success or failure hinges on this!
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