A Prophecy Comes True, a True Dragon Cannot Be Contained (4k, Please Subscribe)

Yet at this moment, Wei Tu had no mind to pay much attention to Venerable Tong.

After seeing the Spirit-Binding Talisman seal Venerable Tong's divine soul and mana, he immediately closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the spot, and began circulating the Dao-Forging Immortal Source Scripture.

In an instant, the spirit crystals piled like a sea inside his storage pouch began to deplete at a visible rate.

Pellets of medicinal pills and stalks of spiritual herbs flew from his storage pouch under the control of his divine sense, continuously entering his mouth and transforming into blood within his body—blood that surged with booming pulses, thick as molten mercury and gleaming with golden light.

On this journey from the Profound Ice Sea Region to the Lesser Vast Palace in the Inner Ruins Sea, Wei Tu had taken only two days. The expenditure of his essence blood and mana during that time had been enormous.

It could be said that the mana he had spent in his two battles against Venerable Tong and Old Monster Dingyang had not even amounted to one-fortieth of what he had consumed while traveling here.

Still, the result had been worth it.

Venerable Tong was old and cunning, always a grave threat lurking close to Wei Tu's heart. If he had been allowed to escape, dealing with him later would have been ten times harder than dealing with Chi Fengtai—his nature was nowhere near as flamboyant as Chi Fengtai's, and once he fled, he would be impossible to track down.

Half a month later, after consuming nearly ten thousand spirit crystals, Wei Tu finally restored seventy to eighty percent of his mana and essence blood.

The lingering damage from excessively forcing his essence blood, however, would require several months of careful nourishment before it could be fully