"...It hurt."
Outside Crow Ghost City, Chen Qiu was lying on the ground, blood trickling from the corners of his mouth. His face was twisted in pain as he struggled to climb to his feet, staggering so badly he could barely stand.
Like a trapped beast in its final struggle, he looked up at the several Peak Spirit Transformation Demon Race Ghost Cultivators in the air, his voice trembling and ferocious.
"Come on, then!"
He looked like a willow catkin in the wind—one casual strike would be enough to take his life completely.
Chen Qiu clenched his teeth as he stared at those Peak Spirit Transformation Demon Race Ghost Cultivators in the sky, forcibly suppressing the joy in his heart.
His cultivation progress had now reached—
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"Cultivation": Second Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm (10%).
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He had only been at First Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, 70%, but after killing four Spirit Transformation Demon Race Ghost Cultivators, he had instantly broken through to the Second Level of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Wasn't that faster than any Spirit Transformation Heavenly Dao Cultivation Pill?
This felt ridiculously good!
The only drawback was that he had to put on an act. Otherwise, if he showed too much strength, the other Spirit Transformation Demon Race Ghost Cultivators would not dare come reinforce them, and then he would have no one left to kill!
The Merit Body forged from over a hundred billion Merit Value was even tougher than he had imagined!
The full-force attacks of these Peak Spirit Transformation Demon Race Ghost Cultivators had not even... made him feel pain, much less injured him.
If he had not stuffed a clump of minced flesh into his mouth amid the chaos after blasting the first Spirit Transformation Demon Race Ghost Cultivator apart,