Divine Son Mo Sheng was extremely weak at this moment. The vast magical energy in his body had been completely exhausted while resisting the terrifying explosion, and his body was covered in wounds. He could no longer even circulate his cultivation arts.
Facing Qin Fengming, who had appeared before him, Divine Son Mo Sheng's gaze showed no unusual emotion.
He had lost, defeated by a Mahayana cultivator. Ordinarily, such a thing would have left him unwilling to accept it. But after lying there for so long, he no longer felt the slightest emotional fluctuation.
To have survived being swept up in that sort of explosion was already an unbelievably lucky escape.
He could clearly sense that the terrifying explosive energy surging out from those two explosive objects had come from the young cultivator before him himself.
Precisely because of this, Mo Sheng was certain that he had truly lost to his opponent. His opponent had not relied on a secret treasure bestowed by his sect.
Facing that famous healing holy pill of the Cultivation World, Mo Sheng's heart suddenly began to pound.
The Marrow Refining Pill was precious, yet his opponent was actually willing to take it out for him to consume. This was difficult for him to accept for a time. However, he soon blinked twice.
Qin Fengming did not hesitate and immediately sent the pill into the divine bird's mouth.
The Marrow Refining Pill truly deserved its reputation as a healing holy pill. As the tiny pill entered the giant divine bird's mouth, a surging Vitality Aura immediately appeared across the weakened divine bird's body.
After only a few breaths, the enormous divine phoenix body vanished, and Mo Sheng returned to human form.
He was still weak, however, unable to sit up. He lay curled on the ground