Only now did the heart he had been holding in his throat ease slightly.
That sense of danger—like a fishbone lodged in his throat, like a sword hanging over his head—finally vanished completely.
Only the combined power of the Spiritual Abyss and the Demon Subduing Divine Tree could block the power within those remains.
This time, he could only say his luck had been good enough. Was he truly blessed by fortune?
The Spiritual Abyss and the Demon Subduing Divine Tree were both mighty forces of heaven and earth; only by joining them could they withstand the power inside these remains.
All he could say was that the Supreme Heavenly Demon truly deserved its name.
His curiosity burned unbearably as he lowered his head to examine the remains.
Without that aura, the remains seemed to have lost their spirituality.
They merely clung tightly to his left palm, still radiating gentleness and solidity, brimming with vitality.
He tried channeling force into them.
Yet it was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, vanishing soundlessly within the palm.
His left palm injected a strand of Spiritual Abyss Qi into them, and the palm flashed with golden light.
Chu Zhiyuan fell into thought.
These remains reacted to Spiritual Abyss Qi, while his True Essence drew no response. Was it a matter of the purity of True Essence?
But he did not continue pouring in Spiritual Abyss Qi. What if it strengthened the remains instead?
After that strand of aura had been wrapped in the Demon Subduing Divine Tree and Spiritual Abyss Qi, it had remained within the Laogong Acupoint of his right palm.
He discovered an anomaly.
The circulation of Spiritual Abyss Qi had actually accelerated, several times faster than his usual cultivation speed.
He maintained the second form as Spiritual Abyss