At that moment, Xing Tian silently said to himself:
"I wonder how useful the cultivation realms I've advanced through here and the cultivation arts and divine abilities I've acquired will be when I return to that other plane. Here in this plane's Primordial World, the first thing I should strengthen is my resistance to poison."
Without a doubt, in those fleeting moments-especially just after Xing Tian crossed into this Primordial World Plane of the Xing Tian Battle Axe-he believed that his worst injuries had not come from the five hundred arrows capable of turning him into a porcupine.
They had come from the poisonous substances and powders that had silently surrounded him.
If not for all those poisonous substances and powders from the Tiger Head tribe,
Xing Tian would never have discovered, in a daze, that his innate ability to regenerate and revive endlessly had become utterly useless before the poisonous mist and powders.
In a flash,
as Xing Tian's cultivation received the boost of the system's rewards,
he leaped across an entire major cultivation realm.
He advanced straight from a great encompassing golden immortal into a chaos great encompassing golden immortal!
And the order of Xing Tian's Heaven-Slaying Art, which had touched the ceiling of the Great Dao's laws, coursed around his body.
At the same time,
the great axe in his hand instantly produced the same special reaction as the Xing Tian Battle Axe he had previously fashioned from his right arm and Spirit Vine Heaven's heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
At that moment,
Xing Tian, who had possessed no confidence whatsoever,
suddenly felt a hundredfold more assured.
The aura that erupted from him also gave tremendous confidence to the hundreds of thousands of Witch Clan warriors who had been frightened by the heavenly soldiers and generals.
**"Wind!