Deep within the towering Nine Nether Mountain, in a secluded courtyard.
Mu Chen sat cross-legged in the center of a quiet chamber, his eyes lightly closed, spiritual energy slowly circulating around him like the tides.
The chamber had no lavish decorations. Only the Spirit Gathering array patterns traced across the floor gave off a gentle glow.
Before him, supreme spirit liquid drifted like a stream, dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye into a torrent of the purest spiritual energy that poured ceaselessly into his body.
More than two months had passed since he had awed the entire clan atop the mountain.
After a brief moment of astonishment, the Tian Huang Clan Leader had readily agreed to his request for two hundred million drops of supreme spirit liquid.
Within half a day, a clan steward had respectfully delivered specially made storage vessels filled with the liquid to the courtyard where Mu Chen was staying.
For a first-rate power like the Nine Nether Sparrow Clan, two hundred million drops of supreme spirit liquid was a vast sum, but hardly enough to damage its foundations.
In Tian Huang's eyes, trading those resources for the wholehearted assistance of an unfathomably powerful expert to Nine Nether within the Divine Beast Origin was no losing bargain.
As long as Nine Nether could successfully evolve, such an expense amounted to nothing.
Mu Chen was naturally glad to enjoy some peace and quiet. After accepting the liquid, he went into secluded cultivation in the courtyard arranged for him, quietly awaiting the opening of the Divine Beast Origin.
The pure energy produced by the enormous quantity of supreme spirit liquid was devoured voraciously, thundering through his meridians before finally flowing into his Supreme Sea, which was as deep as an abyss.
His spiritual energy, refined three