At this moment, Ye Chen was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, quietly healing his wounds. The extinguished thunder, the annihilation dao marks, and the devoured dao rhymes had left him utterly exhausted. His entire body was covered in horrifying, gaping wounds dripping with blood.
Even worse, his bloodline and origin were draining away, and the power of annihilation was eroding his very foundation.
Suddenly, he raised his arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a step into the mountain.
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