The sun blazed overhead, and cicadas shrilled.
Within the Lake of Life, in the Lake-Bottom Anomalous Space.
Wukong sat cross-legged on the ground, bare-chested.
His blood and vitality surged like a dragon, while a faint red-gold glow flowed beneath his skin.
After months of punishing himself under extreme gravity, plus taking the Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower,
his physical strength had finally broken through the three-hundred-thousand-year threshold!
The Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower had not suited his Stone Monkey origin as perfectly as it had Ma Hongjun's, so his Martial Soul had not undergone a qualitative leap.
But years of medicinal baths and nourishment from Immortal Herbs had given Wukong a solid foundation.
Under the sunflower's medicinal power, his Martial Soul had still half-evolved, entering the ranks of Quasi-God Rank!
Now everything was ready. All he lacked was a Soul Ring.
Wukong looked up at the enormous worm hanging upside down. Thinking of the Soul Ring he was about to form, he could not help feeling a little embarrassed.
The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had only nine hundred and ninety thousand years of cultivation in total.
When Wukong formed his third ring, he had drawn sixty thousand years of Tian Meng's origin;
when he formed his fourth, he had drawn another hundred and twenty thousand years.
For this fifth ring, he needed three hundred thousand years of origin energy.
At this rate, the Ferocious Beasts had barely absorbed any, while Wukong was close to draining Tian Meng dry himself.
As though sensing Wukong's unease, Di Tian, who was guarding him nearby, chuckled. "You monkey, you usually take everything you can get. Why are you getting shy today?"
Wukong scratched his cheek and gave an awkward grin. "Old Sun just worries he'll drain Brother Sky Dream dry and leave you seniors with nothing to use