Ravaging Demon had his eyes closed as his mind wandered in the forced enlightenment caused by the oily water of the pool. The laws of the fire element connected with his individuality became faint instincts that he learnt how to control as he remained immersed in that miraculous item.
He felt the intrusion of a foreign substance inside his dantian though. He did not doubt that he was sacrificing part of his potential to obtain the breakthrough that he had waited for years.
Still, that was what he wanted. After all, he had always considered himself a true demon. He would do anything to improve his power.
The entrance of the restricted area opened, and six powerful cultivators walked through it.
The cultivator in the lead of that group was one of the silver-haired members of the Elbas family, First Prince, who limited himself to point in a polite way toward Ravaging Demon.
