Tianheng Holy Realm.
Tianheng Mansion.
Su Chen was still in secluded cultivation.
He had reached the most critical moment.
The spiritual energy contained within the Prehistoric Emperor Crocodile Essence Blood and Seven-Colored Snow Lotus was indeed massive. Even with the terrifying absorption speed of the Divine Mansion, after several days, it had still not been fully absorbed.
At this moment, Su Chen was sitting cross-legged there, appearing completely motionless, yet a faint and terrifying aura lingered around him.
If someone could see through, they would surely witness clearly that within Su Chen's body, millions of blood and flesh cells were in an extremely excited state, as if they had taken a stimulant, frantically devouring energy.
Outside the attic.
Shee Mi had come again.
