Although this physique sounded exhilarating and powerful, it had one enormous drawback: its upper limit was fixed.
In this life, one would never become a Saint.
Moreover, the farther one ate, the more astonishing the demand became.
To break through realms, one often had to consume resources hundreds, even thousands of times greater in quantity.
For example, if the resources a normal First Layer Quasi-Saint cultivator needed to advance from just entering the realm to the Second Layer Quasi-Saint were one, then someone with the Taotie physique would need hundreds or even thousands.
At a glance, that did not seem like much.
But once one's cultivation reached the Seventh, Eighth, or Ninth Layer Quasi-Saint, the demand could only be described as terrifying.
Want to break through to Saint?
Unless one devoured the entire Origin Continent, there was absolutely no hope.
That was why its upper limit had been set in stone.
Because there would no longer be anything left for him to eat.
Devour the Origin Continent?
The moment that thought arose, countless top-tier powerhouses would besiege him.
Of the few Taotie physiques that had appeared throughout history, not a single one had reached the Seventh Layer Quasi-Saint.
Let alone the Ninth Layer Quasi-Saint.
There was even one who had vanished completely.
He had gone into the Boundary Sea and disappeared without a trace.
"Young master, he is difficult to raise."
Looking at the fat man below, Ye Lin felt a little sympathy for Wei Sinan.
How was he supposed to raise him?
He simply could not afford it.
"Ahem, I do have a bit of family wealth."
Wei Sinan's expression turned somewhat awkward.
During the gap in their conversation, the battle above the heavens had already erupted in full.
The two had failed to reach an agreement, so they