Luo Zheng's body blazed with golden radiance, and those golden Sanskrit characters covered every inch of his flesh.
Sword Without Trace also waited patiently.
After roughly the time it took an incense stick to burn, the golden Sanskrit characters on Luo Zheng's body dimmed.
The contours of his body became even more distinct, and every gesture he made radiated a condensed aura...
"Absorbing strange flames can make you stronger?" Sword Without Trace found the sight quite miraculous.
With a Saint's vision, he could tell at a glance that Luo Zheng's body was far more powerful than that of an ordinary True God!
It was like that earth-shattering sword strike Luo Zheng had unleashed in the Land of Dao contention.
If an ordinary Lower True God had tried to unleash that sword, he probably would have collapsed before he could even swing it.
But Luo Zheng's body had held up without much trouble!
However, Luo Zheng had displayed far too many unbelievable qualities, so the strength of his body was actually easy to overlook.
"Mm," Luo Zheng replied with a nod.
"Such miraculous methods... I truly have never heard of anything like them before..." Sword Without Trace sighed.
Luo Zheng could still adapt to the Sun Essence Flame at the outermost layer, so he naturally seized the opportunity to use it to temper his body.
Luo Zheng still had no answer as to what level the Supreme Forging Method could refine his body to.
Ever since entering the divine domain, it had been difficult for him to find flames suitable for tempering himself.
However, he had obtained the answer from his mother: all cultivation methods related to Sanskrit characters were writings left behind by the Chaos Ancient God. Thus, the limit of this "Supreme Forging Method" probably extended beyond the divine