a corpse day and night wasn't something he wanted to do, and he had no intention of spending his energy cultivating his own natal corpse. He merely treated the corpse as a tool for fighting and self-...byss Sword surged upwards against the current. Its sword light was dazzlingly brilliant, fearless and unstoppable, splitting into countless sword beams in mid-air.This is already the rudimentary form...
Chapter 497: Crimson Cloud Purple Fruit