New runes were displayed on the steel one after another, and as time passed, Ou Yangming was bound to feel weary.
After carving five runes consecutively, Ou Yangming finally stopped. He sat with his legs crossed and took a rest in silence. At this instant, he missed the big multicolored tiger's carcass.
It was a formidable half-spirit beast, after all. If Ou Yangming could replenish his Qi and blood through the carcass' flesh and blood, there was no need for him to rest at all, and he could simply remember all runes in one go.
The young fellow subconsciously glanced at Elder Universe, who felt an intense chill once more.
Nonetheless, the Supreme Great Ancestor could not figure out why even if he racked his brain. It was true that Ou Yangming did not have a reason to attack him at all, but the elder was unaware that the young fellow was not looking at a senior just now; he was looking at flesh and blood, which contained plenty of energy.
