After everyone had settled on a strategy, Qian Xunji and the others returned to Spirit City to begin their preparations, while Murong Huai went back to his room and sent his spiritual power into his Sea of Consciousness.
Within the Sea of Consciousness, the Heavenly Condemnation Divine Seal hanging in midair had grown much dimmer. Murong Huai could not help but worry.
"Xiao Tian, how are you?"
At his words, Heavenly Condemnation's voice slowly emerged from within. Tinged with exhaustion, it said, "Don't worry, Brother. I'm fine. I just used up quite a lot of my divine soul fragments."
"If my strength hadn't recovered to less than one ten-thousandth of what it was, I wouldn't have needed so long just to cut down a single god's projection."
Though Heavenly Condemnation was incomparably powerful, too little of its strength had returned. Moreover, Austin Griffin had only absorbed two Spirit Rings so far—far too few. At most, it could display the strength of an ordinary god, and it could not sustain that power for long. After all, although Murong Huai's physique ranked among the best on Douluo Continent, there was still an insurmountable gulf between him and a god. He could not bear Heavenly Condemnation's power for long.
Seeing this, Murong Huai raised a hand and summoned seven or eight Immortal Grade Herbs capable of restoring soul power, then handed them over. "Xiao Tian, absorb these herbs first."
Although Murong Huai still feared that Heavenly Condemnation's strength would recover too quickly, the Asura God's projection had already appeared. That meant his enemies in the future would likely be anything but simple, so he needed Heavenly Condemnation's power.
Heavenly Condemnation did not stand on ceremony and directly accepted the herbs. "Alright, thanks, Brother. You're pretty generous. After absorbing these herbs, I reckon I