The spatial channel snapped shut in an instant, vanishing like it had never existed.
Below, the once-flat ground was now a massive crater—so deep and wide that if you poured an ocean into it, it wouldn't look out of place.
Jiang Chen had already reverted to his human form. He lay sprawled on a jagged boulder, his face pale as he popped pills into his mouth one after another, working to restore his strength.
But in reality? He wasn't nearly as bad off as he looked.
Thanks to absorbing the qi and blood energy of all seven Transcendence realm cultivators—including Steward Ma—his cultivation had skyrocketed. If he wanted, he could push his power even further with a single thought.
The only reason he was pretending to be weak was to see how Mo Hao would react.
"Jiang Chen!"
Mo Hao stormed over, his eyes blazing with fury.
Jiang Chen squinted, frowning. "Weren't you supposed to go find my master?"
