Chen Fusheng felt his way into a safe zone. This Black Mist World was exceptionally gloomy, and nothing could be seen in the line of sight, making it perfect for hiding and lying low.
Chen Fusheng sat cross-legged and reflected. The reason the Golden Crow Crown Prince had survived was not that he had been lucky, but that his own strength had been lacking.
Besides, at the level of a Saint Beast like the Golden Crow Crown Prince, even if his strength had been sufficient, how easy would it have been to blast him to death?
Unless one possessed a super killing move capable of severing their vitality!
But when it came to the various Saint Star Masters, what methods did they not possess? They might well have mastered two or three chapters from the Divine Scripture.
Thus, wanting to pin him down and kill him was destined to be extremely difficult. But if Chen Fusheng's soul became further Pure Yang, the odds would still be fairly high.
It was precisely because he had no confidence in killing the Golden Crow Crown Prince that Chen Fusheng had chosen to conceal the path of Spirit and Flesh Unification, keeping it as a trump card!
As for the preliminary Cosmic Laws framework of the Ten Thousand Stars Saint Hammer, Chen Fusheng had not displayed that either. These were all his deepest hidden methods. How could he expose them lightly?
Chen Fusheng began calculating his gains. From the Dark Crow's Beast Hide Pouch alone, he had obtained nearly five hundred strands of Pure Yang Essence Fire!
Chen Fusheng poured out all those flames. His soul sat cross-legged within them, baring its teeth in agony. He felt as if he were a mortal being roasted by ten suns.
As for the Pure Yang Spirit