Demonic God Seed, Qian Jin Killing Tribulation (4)

Bai Lian's single sentence struck the nail on the head. With the Death Demon causing trouble and tribulation Baleful Intent weighing upon him, Yu Ci's physical body was far more fragile than anyone had expected.

Within the Grand Profound Seal, it could still maintain relative stability. But now that the ice had shattered, that stable state was difficult to sustain. Any more obvious bodily movement, and his fleshly body would collapse outright—this was no empty threat.

This was also one of the most important reasons Yu Ci had withdrawn his consciousness. Yet reality was far more dire than even he had sensed.

He was now more like a clay figurine that appeared intact on the outside but was riddled with cracks throughout. Lying on the ground looked ugly, but it remained whole; if one forcibly propped it up, the damage caused would be irreversible.

Yu Ci slowly drew a breath, doing his utmost to ignore the impact of the Death Demon tide. He circulated a mouthful of incomparably refined and pure Heavenly Pillar Natal Dan Qi through his entire body, as though adding moisture and a little adhesion to parched, cracked earth.

The reason his physical body had suffered such grievous damage was not solely the influence of the Death Demon tribulation. Within Heaven, constantly enduring the pressure of heavenly tribulation seemed to be the more important reason.

But it was not yet time for despair. So long as he could ward off tribulation and eliminate the Death Demon; so long as vitality revived and his foundation remained intact, there were ten thousand ways under heaven to remold his physical body.

At that moment, Bai Lian's low murmur entered his ears. "Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to hear a word from me?"

Yu Ci's gaze swept over her flawless