Cough! Cough! Cough!
A bout of gut-wrenching coughing seized Li Su. His face pale, he gasped hard, indignation written all over his small face.
Hadn't he merely taken a few extra mouthfuls of origin essence?
It wasn't as though he had absorbed much, and the bulk of it inside had already been seized long ago. What was wrong with letting him have that tiny remainder? Stingy to the death—when things started looking bad, it actually detonated the last of the origin essence outright.
Caught off guard, Li Su, who had been happily absorbing away, was naturally caught up in it as well.
One had to know that he had been constructing his innate patterns at the time. That explosion not only interrupted the process, but also destabilized them.
In an instant, Li Su was dealt a severe blow.
Fortunately, Li Su had reacted quickly enough. The moment the explosion occurred, he immediately activated the Divine Cauldron World-Suppressing Scripture.
Moreover, his primordial spirit was itself sealed. Though the Yang Spirit on the outside had been seriously affected, the damage had not reached its depths, and the injured portions were swiftly suppressed by the Divine Cauldron World-Suppressing Scripture.
His condition now was exceedingly terrible.
His Yang Spirit, which should have blazed like a resplendent sun, had become a riot of colors. A great deal of origin essence that he had failed to absorb immediately had crystallized into solid chunks, lodged throughout his primordial spirit.
It was not only his primordial spirit—his physical body was the same. When the explosion happened, his entire body had been soaking in origin essence, frantically seizing it in vast quantities. The blast had directly formed countless tiny stones that clogged every one of his organs.
That was immensely uncomfortable, like having stones throughout his entire body. Forget