Cang Batian's Unwillingness, Absorbing Body Tempering Liquid from Five Pools in Succession

Cang Batian immediately saw a figure flash through his mind—the very Chen Wen he had mocked.

At that thought, his expression changed, and he roared repeatedly, "No, impossible! What does a mere peak Ninth Level Dao Proving Realm have to contend with me? What does he have?!"

Ye Zhoushan said blandly, "Since you think it's impossible, then let it be impossible."

"As I said, I will replenish the body tempering liquid here in time, until ten days have passed."

"As for how much you can absorb during that time, that will depend entirely on your own ability."

"If you still blame the Inheritance Space in the end, you may report it upward and have them send someone down to investigate."

Cang Batian choked on his words and remained silent for a long while.

From Ye Zhoushan's calm words, how could he fail to hear that this was the truth?

No matter how he argued or refused to believe it, he could not change that fact.

"Take care of yourself."

After leaving those words behind, Ye Zhoushan cut off the connection.

He stared deeply at Chen Wen on the Light Screen, then murmured in a low voice, "This time, I want to see just how much you can absorb."

With that, he turned and walked toward the formation.

At the same time, Cang Batian snapped out of his daze.

He silently put away the Sound Transmission Token in his hand, a trace of ruthlessness flashing across his face.

You want to compete with me, do you?

Then let me see what you have to compete with me, a Son of Honored Title.

Cang Batian gritted his teeth, suppressing the fury in his heart before entering a cultivation state.

This time, he no longer cared about the impact of the body tempering