Lin Qiye relied on his vigor and used all his mental strength and attention to invest in the remaining talismans.
However, the amount of information on the talismans was too terrifying.
Especially since he wanted to copy the technique into his body and reconstruct the Immortal Technique, it would be ten thousand times more difficult than directly transplanting bones into his body.
Directly transplanting the bone was equivalent to buying a refrigerator, but to understand the principle and copy it into Lin Qiye's body was to build his own refrigerator.
The difficulty was imaginable.
However, Lin Qiye didn't want to make do.
Even if his head was about to explode, Lin Qiye still used all his strength to understand the talisman.
Time passed.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. The Immortal Skull was getting dimmer. The surrounding mental power ocean was getting denser and denser, and the pressure was getting greater.
