The Ruins Sea Eye fell quiet again.
Lu Chen did not immediately resume cultivating.
That was quite rare.
In the past, whenever he obtained a new method or broke through to a new realm.
As long as nothing outside demanded his attention.
His first instinct was usually to enter seclusion.
To stabilize his cultivation.
To master his divine abilities.
And then keep hiding.
This time.
Lu Chen stared at the Guixu Life and Death Wheel for a long while.
Daoist Xuan Cang.
Early Daluo Golden Immortal.
Dead from a single palm strike.
Ancestor Youquan.
Great Principle Late Stage.
Worn down to death by his death law from halfway across the Northern Sea.
Minghe's Blood God Child.
Personally controlled by Minghe's true body, with an understanding of the Great Dao far beyond that of an ordinary Great Principle cultivator.
Still utterly ground out of existence by the Life-and-Death Wheel.
The scenes of those three clashes played through Lu Chen's mind once more.
He suddenly realized.
His way of fighting was already completely different from before.
Back when he first faced the Blackwater Dragon King.
Having a single Dharma manifestation stomp twice.
Had already consumed a great deal of his strength.
At the time, he had constantly worried that the Blackwater Dragon King would keep fighting desperately.
Because if the battle continued.
The possibility of exposing his true body would grow ever higher.
Now.
Even among Great Principle cultivators.
Many had already lost even the right to make him consider whether his true body should act.
Lu Chen remained silent for a long time.
In the end, he opened the system interface he had viewed more times than he could count.
The heaven-mending death tribulation.
That red thread of cause and effect still hung there.
``` [Host's true body: Northern Sea Black