This undoubtedly offered Qing Chen an excellent opportunity.
He examined his own condition inwardly and could not help sighing softly.
The gains from his earlier succession of battles and cultivation had long since been all but exhausted.
Not only had his various medicinal pills and materials run dry, but even the blood qi he had painstakingly accumulated was nearly depleted, making it an extravagant hope to enter secluded cultivation in peace and advance his cultivation.
Still, all these expenditures had been worthwhile.
His cultivation had risen from barely entering the Foundation Establishment Early Stage to approaching its peak.
His thoughts raced as he silently took stock of his current means of fighting enemies:
In conventional combat, he was confident he could crush opponents of the same stage:
The Three Yin Sword Formation had already taken shape-one master and two servants, a mid-grade spirit sword paired with two low-grade spirit swords. With all three swords unleashed and sword qi sweeping in every direction, it was enough to contend with powerful enemies.
His two Copper-Armored Corpses were excellent meat shields and weapons for breaking through defenses.
The Spider-Mantis Essence-Devouring Formation, advanced to the Foundation Establishment level, was viciously insidious.
Within his Brahma Aperture were thirty additional drops of condensed essence blood, which could be combined with the Blood Qi Manifestation spell to erupt at a critical moment, sharply increasing his power.
The fourth level of the Mingwang Scripture: giving killing intent form and condensing it into armor.
The power of his Demon Seed Divine Sense gave him the formidable divine sense of the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage. The third revolution of Demon Lotus Karmic Fire was enough to threaten Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivators.
As for his trump cards, they were an even greater source of reliance:
The high-grade Spirit Artifact-the White