The Human Realm.
Lin Qian floated calmly on the sea. Blue waves rippled around him, water and sky merging into one, his body rising and falling with the waves. Anyone who did not know better would have thought he was dead (though he could still be resuscitated).
Slaying the Sea God's avatar with a sword sounded terrifying, and it truly was. At least, in all the years since the Divine Realm's founding, no one but him had ever done it.
But the price had been enormous, too. To rapidly increase his strength enough to contend with a deity, he had broken through three Dragon God Seals in succession, briefly raising his bloodline power and physical attributes to the divine level and numbing his pain. Finally, he had used six Million-Year Soul Rings in succession, ultimately cutting down the Sea God's avatar.
Rending agony spread throughout his body. Even the gentle currents became whips, lashing him without pause. Every bit of exhilaration he had felt slaying a god was matched by the pain he felt now.
Crimson-gold light flickered incessantly. The golden light (the Golden Dragon King) frantically destroyed his body, while the red light (the Asura God) fought to repair it. Both were at the God King level, meeting needlepoint with wheat awn as they battled for control of his body.
His wounds opened and split, split and opened, and briny seawater kept pouring in, finding every crack to frantically rub salt into them. At this rate, he would be ready to eat as cured meat in a few days.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Qian struggled to float up, brushed his right hand over the Hundred Treasure Bag, and took out a pill, stuffing it into his mouth.
The Tenfold Great Supplement Pill.
It had been refined from precious