Nangong Nan

"Explode and die?"

Chen Mo began absorbing it with the Chaos Meditation Art, feeling the Soul Power within him gradually strengthen. He muttered, "Why can I absorb it?"

"What? Could it be because there's too little of it, so you can't feel anything?" Nangong Jinse was startled by Chen Mo's words.

One had to know that even the Demon God could not absorb too much of this Ancient Wood Essence.

Much less members of other races.

In ancient times, a Reincarnation Realm expert of the Spirit Clan had tried to forcibly absorb Ancient Wood Essence to advance their Soul Power to the level of a divine soul. They absorbed too much, their soul could not bear it, and they exploded to death on the spot.

Because of that example, other races simply did not dare absorb Ancient Wood Essence.

Even the Elf Clan could not absorb too much in a short period. While they would not explode and die from excessive absorption, it would still damage their souls.

"Because there's too little? I'll try."

Chen Mo was eager to give it a try. Perhaps the successful cultivation of the Demon Race's Great Sage Demonic Art and the Elf Clan's Myriad Spirits Heaven Reaching Art had given him confidence. Coupled with a faint feeling that this Ancient Wood Essence would be of tremendous help to him, Chen Mo formed hand seals with both hands.

At once, the leaves of the ancient trees around them rustled. The bark of the ancient trees seemed to come alive, their wrinkled surfaces opening like breathing mouths as a peculiar gas slowly seeped out.

Chen Mo himself transformed into a black hole, absorbing all the gas released from the ancient trees.

An instant later, Chen Mo's skin and flesh began to tremble. Like rushing water in