"The entire Demon Race's accumulated achievements have ended up benefiting me."
He looked within his dantian and discovered that the leyline spiritual energy he had devoured had condensed into dragon-shaped Dao patterns on the surface of his Dao Embryo.
The countless grand formations the Demon Race had painstakingly arranged had instead become resources for tempering his own Great Dao!
Originally, he had only just advanced to the late stage of the Myriad Phenomena Realm, still a considerable distance from its peak.
The reason he had been able to repeatedly fight the Demon Race's peak Demon Lords and win every battle
was that his comprehension of the Great Dao far surpassed theirs.
But now, both his body and soul had undergone entirely new changes.
It was as if he had surged forward through the sea of suffering.
His three hundred and sixty-five acupoints no longer resembled stars; they were gradually taking shape as great suns. Their vast aura surged forth, waves of heat coursing through him and scorching his blood.
His entire body shone with golden light.
With every breath, his strength might increase by one percent.
Unfortunately, this was ultimately still the Demon Race's territory.
He hadn't even refined his Great Dao yet.
Greedily drawing in breath, Jiang Shu kept his eyes slightly closed. As his pores expanded and contracted, it was as if mountains and rivers were collapsing and being remade within him.
But before he had taken more than a few breaths, the Star Track Compass in his arms suddenly began to tremble violently.
Jiang Shu lowered his head. The celestial patterns representing the Demon Race's fortune were twisting and rearranging themselves. The shattered formation nodes were faintly linking up in the sky, forming the shape of a phoenix.
A terrifying aura seemed ready to freeze the entire