Devouring the Jianmu

The Corpse Ancestor inside the great tomb had no soul. A thought immediately rose in Zhang Chen's mind: Damn it! My Soul Hooking Plunder skill is useless!

He did not have enough Experience Points now. If he really ended up trapped to death here, how was he supposed to escape?

"How am I supposed to obtain enough Experience Points to upgrade Wood Authority?" Zhang Chen felt panic welling up inside him. Upgrading Wood Authority required a full trillion Experience Points. Where was he supposed to collect a trillion Experience Points?

Zhang Chen felt his scalp tingle as a bad premonition rose in his heart. He looked up toward the tomb gate in the distance, his eyes filled with dismay. Logically, the great tomb is leaking its aura, so Experience Points should be dropping. Yet there isn't a single one.

And the Great Sovereign Demon King had been restrained by the other party. Zhang Chen was now truly backed into a corner, so he asked, "What do we do?"

Zhang Chen was asking the Great Sovereign Demon King.

The Great Sovereign Demon King frowned in deep thought. "This is hard to handle! Unless I turn you into a celestial demon too. Then you can exist in celestial demon form, and the Corpse Ancestor's power naturally won't be able to trap you."

After hearing the Great Sovereign Demon King's rotten idea, Zhang Chen ignored him. He was an immortal cultivator, a supreme Qi Refiner—how could he become some celestial demon?

Zhang Chen swept his gaze across every divine ability and every treasure within his Primordial Spirit, and finally his eyes settled on the Heaven Reaching Jianmu.

After growing, the Heaven Reaching Jianmu had already reached dozens of meters in height. Its branches and leaves spread thickly, while Innate Qi cascaded down like