"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom..."
Listning to the successive explosion sounds, Xu Yuan had almost forgotten how long he had been running.
His current state was not good.
There were limits to human endurance.
If his body was still human, even with the cultivation of Mortal Transcendence, he might have died countless times already under the relentless pursuit of the Barbarian King.
But fortunately, he was no longer human.
Even though, apart from his Blood Jade Glaze-like skin and face, which bore no scars, all other parts of him were injured, it did not affect his escape in the least.
The body of a creature feature was really becoming more appealing with use.
The desolate Underground Palace was as complex as an ant nest; the special characteristics of a Mortal Transcendence creature feature allowed Xu Yuan to sense the layout of the palace within a radius of more than twenty miles through the Black Death Mycelial Mat, projecting it into his mind.
