A million and a hundred thousand Battle Patterns, and you call that ordinary?
The prodigies of the great super divine beast clans wore complicated expressions, their thoughts hard to read.
Although some of those Battle Patterns had been condensed with the help of pills,
once the effects of the Ethereal Spirit Pill wore off, their number would return to what it had been.
"Little fellow, take this."
The beautiful woman in palace attire looked at him with approval and flicked another pill toward him.
The Battle Will Pill was a Ninth Grade Spirit Pill that could spur a Battle Array Master's own Battle Will.
But its side effects were severe. One wrong move, and the user could become a complete idiot.
The stronger a person's Spirit Soul will, the more medicinal power they could bear.
Mu Chen's Spirit Soul power had long since entered the Grandmaster Realm. At the Heavenly Realm level, he stood at the third of the four realms of the Mortal, Spirit, and Heavenly Emperor stages, and his will was incredibly powerful.
Above Ninth Grade Spirit Pills were Emperor Pills, coveted even by Heavenly Sovereigns.
The Battle Will Pill in hand, Mu Chen swallowed it in one gulp, bold enough to trust in his own skill. He let its powerful force surge through his body and nourish his sea of consciousness, and his Spirit Soul will began to soar wildly.
"Roar! Roar!"
More members of the Heavenly Beast Army awoke from their slumber. They opened their eyes, filled with sky-high killing intent, and joined the Battle Formation. Streaks of Battle Will surged upward and flowed into Mu Chen.
Two million, three million, four million, five million.
As they continued to pile up at a frantic pace, the number of Battle Patterns Mu Chen condensed surged again, reaching