Three months later.
Fang Chen had absorbed every last trace of the Source Power of Emperors and Golden Liquid inside the Blood Demon Cauldron. He felt stronger than he had been at his peak, yet he still had not reached the Great Accomplishment Quasi-Emperor realm.
I absorbed so much Source Power of Emperors, and I still haven't broken through the bottleneck to become a Great Accomplishment Quasi-Emperor?
Fang Chen frowned as the thought crossed his mind.
With a thought, he shrank the Swallowing Heaven Tower. It turned into a streak of black light and entered his body. A shaft of light shone through the Blood Demon Cauldron's opening, and when Fang Chen spread his Spiritual Sense, he discovered that his other Natal Spirit Treasures were inside the cauldron too.
He immediately summoned them back.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The Natal Spirit Treasures flew back into Fang Chen's body one after another: the Heaven Refining Furnace, his Natal Flying Sword, the Sky Swallowing Conch Shell, the Dark Elf Divine Bow, and the rest.
Once he had retrieved them, Fang Chen flashed out of the Blood Demon Cauldron.
He looked up and saw dense, dark Demonic Clouds overhead. Plenty of Demonic Qi still drifted through the Heavenly Demon Banner Space, but the Source Power of Emperors was exceedingly thin.
Fang Chen knew the Qingtian Demon Emperor had devoured the Source Power of Emperors here earlier, leaving it even thinner than it was outside.
He swept his Spiritual Sense over the surroundings. He could not detect a single living being within its range. The entire Heavenly Demon Banner Space lay deathly still.
Fang Chen tried to contact Little Crane and the Myna bird, but neither responded.
"No response?"
Fang Chen frowned slightly. "If they're not answering, they must have left."
He activated the Samsara