The injury to his left leg was the worst. The black fissure was like a sharp knife, nearly slicing off half his leg.
Yet Luo Zheng paid it no mind, his heart overflowing with wild joy.
"This is truly unbelievable. Chaotic origin spirit really can divide endlessly like this. My heavens..." Primal Celestial Venerable also drew a deep breath.
Of course, Primal Celestial Venerable understood just how powerful such a trait was.
After the second division, Luo Zheng would be able to withstand a hundred thousand units of divine Jun power...
But Primal Celestial Venerable still could not clearly determine the actual conditions required.
Could anyone who had fused with chaotic origin spirit induce it to divide simply by physically entering the Myriad Tribulations Storm? Or was the true meaning of the Dao within Luo Zheng's body not merely a means of acceleration, but an indispensable part of the process?
While Primal Celestial Venerable pondered this, Luo Zheng had already begun healing himself.
The four wounds he had sustained this time were more severe, so repairing them took a little longer.
The moment he finished healing, Luo Zheng eagerly charged into the Myriad Tribulations Storm...
For one thing, he wanted to reach the late stage of the chaotic origin realm again. For another, he harbored an even greater hope: could the chaotic origin spirit divide once more?
Thus, after entering the Myriad Tribulations Storm, Luo Zheng repeated his cultivation once again.
Starting from the first layer, he advanced step by step and returned to the Eighteenth Layer!
This time, because Luo Zheng's tribulation bone was growing stronger and stronger, his progress within the Myriad Tribulations Storm was much faster. In a little over ten days, the chaotic origin spirit within him rapidly swelled again, and eighteen hundred points of chaotic