"Your aura is steady, and your Dao Foundation has advanced. I take it your journey deep into the earth went smoothly, and you obtained an Other Shore Flower Fruit?"
Shiheng remained calm and composed, neither arrogant nor impatient, and nodded slightly.
"I was fortunate enough to obtain one."
He did not reveal the true, exact number of six.
In the turmoil of Purgatory, possessing a treasure was itself a crime. Keeping his reserves hidden and never revealing all his trump cards had long been his way of surviving.
Hearing this, Oakes felt even more gratified and revealed a rare, relaxed smile.
At this moment, four laws intertwined and circulated around him. His reserves were incredibly profound, and he had clearly established himself firmly in the middle Seven-Star Fiend stage.
"Good. Very good."
"Over these past three years, I also cultivated in seclusion using an Other Shore Flower Fruit left behind by the divine plant of old. I've now successfully broken through to the middle Seven-Star Fiend stage. This fruit only strengthens the death law, which happens to align with my supplementary profound mysteries of death. The results were excellent."
He looked at Shiheng, his tone teasing, though it concealed a serious warning.
"You should also hurry to refine your reserves, hone your laws, and improve your combat strength."
In a few decades, there would be an Other Shore Flower Escort Mission!
"That will be the only escort mission offering a chance to escape Purgatory in the future. I'll only take Seven-Star Fiend-level experts with me."
"If you haven't reached Seven-Star Fiend by then, even if I want to take you, facing several Seven-Star Fiends of the Demon Race guarding the escort, you'll only be going to your death."
Shiheng silently committed the warning to heart.
The hundred-year countdown pressed ever