Zhu Youmu sat cross-legged there in meditation, in a meditative state, communicating divinely with the witch. His body frame swiftly grew larger, his torso extended, and his limbs became robust...
In just a few hours, his body transformed from a young boy into a young man!
The original goose-yellow small jacket was directly stretched open by his body, tearing and hanging on him.
He remained unaware, still trapped in the demon realm, unable to extricate himself.
After three days and nights, on the black reef thousands of miles away, the Princess of Stone God slowly opened her eyes, a look of satisfaction on her face.
Such an Arhat monk with millennia of cultivation is a great nourishment for those on the Demon Path. If she could absorb all his essence energy, spirit, and divine blood, it would not only add many cycles of Dao Level to her cultivation but also temporarily free her from the restraints of the Blood God Scripture.
