"In this way, aren't we just waiting for death?"
Chen Ping looked down at the deep bloody mark on his chest, feeling a bit speechless.
Although the injury wasn't severe, the flesh was slow to recover, as if some inexplicable force within the wound was preventing the cells from dividing and regrouping.
"Sword Intent embryo... Even as an embryo, it is already so formidable."
Rather than despair, Chen Ping felt even more drawn to it.
"It's a pity, Seventh Brother, your Primordial Iron Body hasn't reached Great Success yet. If you can reach the Silver Body Realm, Sword Elder's Martial Intent embryo will no longer affect you."
Hua Lian'er didn't inquire about where Chen Ping had learned the Primordial Technique.
She only knew that after going out of town that night, Seventh Brother's strength skyrocketed...
