As expected, Jiang Yuan thought to himself.
He had been mentally prepared for all this.
His throat moved slightly as he swallowed the remnants of the ghostly soul white bone flower into his belly.
In an instant.
A sharp scream echoed in his ears.
It was as if a female ghost was wailing next to his ear, the terrifying sound waves directly entering his spirit platform, rushing towards the place where his primordial spirit resided.
Jiang Yuan's face remained calm, paying no attention to these changes as he began to refine the ghostly soul white bone flower in his stomach.
At his spirit platform.
Jiang Yuan's primordial soul sat at the center, above which was a small white bone tower.
A blue light fell beside his primordial spirit.
The raging sound waves fell on the blue light curtain, causing ripples.
