Wang Xuan stood still as the charred skin peeled from his body. His newly born flesh was crystalline, brimming with vigorous vitality, and his hair rapidly grew back. He changed into fresh clothes.
Just now, the divine lamp, little red umbrella, Short Cannon, and the others had indeed evolved alongside him, keeping pace with his advancement to the Heavenly Grade Fourth Heaven.
They could not undergo Six-time Limit Breaking, but they were unaffected in other aspects.
Around his Primordial Spirit, the Sacred Artifacts that truly belonged to him had naturally evolved as well. There were six of them now, matching the extreme number of yin.
For a moment, Wang Xuan was lost in thought. Throughout his life, he had never managed to avoid the number six in many matters.
For example, even his birth had been like this. He had once had three elder brothers and two elder sisters.
As for his "Six-time Limit Breaking" and his six Sacred Artifacts, there was no need to elaborate. Still, these were no coincidence—they were the result of his arduous breakthroughs.
"Nephew, you really won't come with me to the Demon Court and meet the old man?" Wu Liuji's eyes burned with eagerness.
If Wang Xuan had been able to beat him, he would have wanted to cover his mouth. In the end, he solemnly told him not to mention his affairs to Old... True Saint!
Leng Mei's black hair cascaded down, and her skin was as fair as congealed jade. Smiling as though ice and snow were thawing, she said, "Nephew, come with us."
If Wu Liuji had not been standing nearby, Wang Xuan would definitely have dealt with her.
Seeing that Wang Xuan was being very well-behaved and had not acted, she was finally happy. In the past, she would