And just as Xu Taiping was thinking this, the silver dragon at the center of the frozen lake seemed to notice his distinctive technique for exerting force, and immediately roared:
"You mortal, you dare steal the physical power of my Dragon Clan!"
Amid that furious roar, Xu Taiping felt the force of those two streams of mountain spirit power abruptly increase by seventy to eighty percent.
Crack, crack, crack...
For a time, the bones throughout Xu Taiping's body began making incessant cracking sounds.
In the end, unable to continue enduring that terrifying mountain spirit power, his flesh and skin also began splitting open.
Boom!
Finally, after holding on a little longer, Xu Taiping's body could no longer withstand the terrifying pressure of those two streams of mountain spirit power and abruptly burst apart.
Xu Taiping's vision went pitch-black.
Even his consciousness seemed to skip a beat, abruptly dissolving into chaos.
"Hah, hah, hah..."
When his consciousness returned, Xu Taiping began gulping down rapid breaths like someone on the verge of suffocation.
At the same time, the densely packed rune patterns on the coffin lid, shimmering with five-colored radiance, appeared in his vision once more.
"Hiss..."
"Hoo..."
After several consecutive deep breaths, Xu Taiping's rapidly pounding heart aperture finally settled down.
Then he murmured, as though talking to himself:
"Although I won't truly die after entering a fragment of the River of Time, repeatedly dying and coming back to life like this seems to consume a great deal of divine essence."
Hearing this, the Lotus Eye immediately said:
"Repeatedly traveling to and from the River of Time does consume a great deal of divine essence and divine soul power. If you feel your divine essence is being depleted too severely, you can rest before continuing."
Xu Taiping did not answer the