In the Demon Palace plaza, the golden flames vanished, and under the effects of some mysterious force, the ravaged ground slowly began to restore itself.
It was not just the Demon Palace. Lion Camel Ridge, previously destroyed by the Bull Devil King and the Lion Camel King, and Lesser Thunderclap Temple, whose lotus platforms had all been ruined, had also been restored. Xiang Yuan had left in too much of a hurry to notice these changes.
Back to the point: the Golden Crow King's bloodline was overwhelmingly powerful, and the destructive force of his all-or-nothing final strike was astonishing. Even after the flames disappeared, the terrifying heatwave had yet to fade. The ground was like an iron plate in a furnace, and the entire plaza seemed like a blazing oven.
Xiang Yuan let out a long breath and emerged from his closed-door cultivation. There was a head on either side of him; caught in an attack from both front and rear, he could not move for the moment.
Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er had already stopped drawing in the blood medicine. The two women had tempered their bodies with Golden Crow flames and gained considerably from it, but they had been outmatched in their contest of the laws of heaven and earth against the Golden Crow King. Their Primordial Spirits had been injured, and they were still unconscious.
Not everyone was like Xiang Yuan, whose Formless Seal Method strengthened the Primordial Spirit within and divine power without. As long as he had enough vitality and blood, one full circulation of the technique would replenish the Primordial Spirit energy he had expended.
The cultivation methods inherited by the two women did not offer them that choice. With their Primordial Spirits injured, they could only rest and recover with the aid of external