Nice.
This haul was huge.
All those Spirit Transformation and Void Refinement cultivators he had killed before combined were not even worth a fraction of this.
With these one million AFK Points, his cultivation speed from here on would reach a terrifying level.
But before that rush of pleasure had fully faded—
An intensely powerful wave of weakness swept through his entire body in an instant.
The Heavenly Monarch's power had already dissipated.
That power had been formidable, but it had placed an enormous burden on his body.
Chen Changqing felt every bone in his body let out a groan of unbearable strain.
Wave after wave of tearing pain surged through his meridians.
A sweetness rose in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He quickly planted his spear against the ground, barely keeping himself from collapsing.
The backlash had arrived.
Overdrawing on the Heavenly Monarch's power, along with forcibly activating the Immortal Artifact's true form—
Together, those two nearly drained his body dry.
The medicinal patterns of the Undying Medicine flashed wildly in his palm, desperately repairing his damaged body.
Chen Changqing gasped for breath.
He had to leave this place immediately.
Although the Nether Sect Master was dead, there were still quite a few cultivators from other sects nearby.
If they realized he was now an arrow at the end of its flight, someone might very well be tempted by greed.
After all, he possessed not only the Undying Medicine, but also a top-grade Immortal Artifact.
Wealth stirred men's hearts.
Especially treasures so precious that even Heavenly Monarchs would covet them.
Enduring the agonizing pain, Chen Changqing slowly straightened up.
He turned his head and coldly swept his gaze over the cultivators around him.
As Chen Changqing's gaze passed over them—
The cultivators watching nearby