The grayish-purple gourd vibrated.
Streams of information flowed into Lin Yuan's mind.
"So, after absorbing the seven liquids, there's a follow-up..."
Lin Yuan rubbed his temples. The information transmitted by the grayish-purple gourd was scant.
To sum it up,
it was essentially this:
Following the seventh purple liquid, there was an eighth liquid.
But to condense this eighth liquid, there were requirements for both the physical body and the spatial aspect within.
The flesh had to reach the level of the Twelfth Rank while the inner space... had to transform into the scope of an Inner Universe.
Only a body and inner space of this caliber could support the amplification brought about by the eighth liquid.
"The Twelfth Rank level?"
"An Inner Universe?"
Lin Yuan was inwardly astonished; an existence that simultaneously met these two conditions was probably only a Supreme Being.
