Thorn Armor of Reflected Damage

Chen Fei rose to his feet, walked to the cave entrance, and looked at the rising sun outside.

At first, the sun was obscured by clouds and mist, appearing somewhat dim. But after only a moment, the rosy light pierced through the clouds, enveloping heaven and earth alike.

A gentle breeze brushed past him, sending Chen Fei's hair drifting backward. A faint smile appeared on his face before he turned and walked back into the cave.

He began sorting his belongings and placing them one by one into the wooden cabinet inside the Space Grid, while the few spiritual artifacts he intended to sell were all wrapped in a bundle.

Chen Fei was tidying up when, just as he was about to place the cabinet into the Space Grid, his hand suddenly paused.

Looking at the cabinet before him, a possibility suddenly came to mind. It had little to do with the cabinet itself, but rather with the Space Grid.

It was not that he wanted to open a second Space Grid. Although Chen Fei dearly wanted one, the panel had never given him any prompt, leaving him with no solution.

He even suspected that perhaps the panel would only give him a new prompt once he had amassed five thousand primeval stones, just as the panel had changed when he first possessed five thousand taels of silver.

Chen Fei did not have five thousand primeval stones at present. Even if he did, he certainly would not use them to open a Space Grid, but to raise his cultivation.

The reason Chen Fei had suddenly stopped was because he had thought of the Heart Anomaly Realm.

Previously, Within the Heart Anomaly Realm, whenever Chen Fei refined a Heart Anomaly's origin, the Heart Anomaly Realm's hostility toward him would soar. His