Ren Feifan cultivated until three in the morning, only then did he absorb a part of the initial power of his bloodline.
There was still a part that needed more time to be absorbed.
The power of the bloodline's beginning was too pure; most people couldn't withstand it.
Luckily, he possessed a body refiner's physique, and with the initial extraction of the bloodline by the egg, otherwise, he really didn't know what would happen.
Ren Feifan stood up, walked over to the windowsill, and through the window looked outside. He silently lit a cigarette and began to think about what to do next.
The Sword Marquis was to ascend the mountain for burial, and there would inevitably be a fierce battle.
With his own strength and the power of the Saint Doctor's Gate, he naturally couldn't overcome those old monsters of Huaxia.
Now, the Dragon Maiden had also left.
What to do?
