He could hardly imagine it. If someone as powerful as he was could glimpse a fragment of the future, his enemies would truly have to pray for the Buddha Patriarch's protection.
Even a casual strike from him could inflict fatal damage on them.
Of course, he had to seize the right moment. Knowing when to strike would be a true test.
Demon Emperor Daochen surveyed his surroundings with his eyes closed, his divine sense spreading in all directions.
From this day onward, he could only use his divine sense to perceive all things.
Taking advantage of this interval, the Demon Emperor slowly returned to the Demon Realm.
His control over his body was now perfect. He felt none of that overwhelming surge of power that he could not control.
Although his strength had increased countless times over, and even a casual flick of his finger could tear through Chaos Space,
he could still easily pick up something as light as a swan feather.
The Demon Emperor's control over his power had now reached a certain limit.
He could essentially be certain that he would never again find himself unable to control his power.
After returning to the Demon Realm, he began studying the condition of his eyes.
He sensed no unusual power.
Yet whenever he tried to open his eyes, he could feel all his power rapidly stirring into activity and beginning to drain away.
He also had to start stockpiling energy, although his body had reached a state of utmost fullness after his recent compression and breakthrough.
Still, he felt that he could further develop its capacity to store energy.
The gaps between each cell, for instance, or certain spaces within his bones that could hold energy-he began desperately increasing his storage capacity.
Moreover, this energy could only be