"This rare trial's most precious treasures are these Grand Yan Immortals!" Jian Wushuang, his eyes emanating a sinister aura, exclaimed, his eye sockets shrinking at the sight.
The karmic calamity and killing tribulation on his body were likely the cause of his current predicament.
This situation should improve after he elevates his Extreme Dao to the seventh level. Just like when he reached the fourth level, he might gain control over other abilities.
Countless years of cultivation in the starry sky had given him profound insights. Although constant slaughter happened on the primitive stars, he could find moments to catch his breath.
Since encountering Hu Qing, he had either been fighting desperately or fleeing for his life. Now, he finally had some time to stabilize his strength.
Jian Wushuang closed his eyes, conserving his energy, and began consolidating his various Daos.
