Lu Chen gritted his teeth.
The veins on his forehead bulged like horned dragons, each one clearly visible.
The muscles throughout his body trembled, while his bones let out groans under unbearable strain.
He gave it everything he had.
Burning his Life Origin.
With great difficulty.
His face twisted.
Forward.
He took.
One step!
Just one step!
Pfft—!
Another mouthful of scalding blood burst out uncontrollably.
His complexion instantly changed from pale to the color of gold paper!
It felt as though a mortal body were carrying the entire Buzhou Divine Mountain, walking across a tightrope over a ten-thousand-zhang abyss!
Every step drained all his strength and concentration!
Every step brought him to the brink of death, where both body and spirit would be annihilated!
The Primordial World Power within him poured out frantically like the Nine Heavens Milky Way with its floodgates thrown open. The speed of its consumption was so fast that his heart pounded with alarm!
"No! This absolutely won't do!"
Lu Chen instantly judged the severity of the situation.
His heart turned ice-cold.
"At this terrifying rate of consumption, forget reaching the very core and touching the millstone—even if I take another ten steps? No! Maybe five! At most five! I'll be drained to death alive, crushed into dust by this overbearing formation until not even dregs remain!"
The shadow of death had never been so clear.
He made his decision at once, without the slightest hesitation.
"Retreat!"
With a movement of his mind, his body shot backward like a fully drawn bowstring suddenly released!
Whoosh!
By the narrowest margin, he withdrew from the core area shrouded by the formation and returned to the relatively safe perimeter.
Huff—huff—huff—
Standing in the safe zone, Lu Chen braced one hand on his knee, bent over, and gulped down