Now, inside Shen Feng's blood-red ring, there were over a million lower-grade spirit stones and more than six hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones—a sizeable amount indeed.
However.
At the moment, the energy within these cultivators' bodies had not been fully absorbed; he had simply taken out these million-plus spirit stones in advance, continuing to seize the energy that flowed into his body without distraction.
If it were anyone else, even someone with an unlimited absorption capacity, their bodies would definitely have burst from the energy under such frenzy. After all, breaking through in cultivation requires not just ample energy but, importantly, one's own comprehension.
This second point could be entirely ignored by Shen Feng; he only needed to achieve the first point.
As the energy continuously merged into his body, the aura emanating from him surged wildly once more; his clothes rustled fiercely, and lightning flashed within his eyes.
