"It's gone? There's nothing left! Damn it, my second Soul Armor was so close to complete!"
When Old Zeng swallowed all of the remaining substances, there were no more exceptional substances left on Earth that the divine soul could absorb.
Liu Sui lamented, his second Soul Armor had already been constructed up to 40%, but now that it was interrupted, it greatly affected him, even hampering his physical strength.
"Pff!"
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His eyes were filled with erratic glimmers. It took him a long time to stabilize the fluctuations of mana within his body.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that in his life, even if he managed to cultivate to the 99th level of the Heavenly Ladder realm, there was absolutely no possibility of traversing the tribulation and achieving ascension. It was just like that certain weekend night when he was thirteen when he suddenly realized he would never be able to go to Qingbei University.
