Mysterious fluctuations surged like furious waves, layer upon layer.
Rong Ti looked on, his heart feeling strange.
He could sense that under the nourishment of the essence Zhou Dao released, Su Qingzhou had completely transformed, stepping from an ordinary person onto the path of cultivation.
Blood energy thrived, flourishing and abundant, and his root and bone gradually sharpened.
Looking at Zhou Dao, it was even more terrifying.
Illusive shadows were like mountains, hidden like abysses; amidst the intense fluctuations, a black shadow seemed to rise, like an evil dragon lurking. Within the initial rise of its prominence, a seed was slowly nurtured, defying fate and possessing shocking divine skills.
"How did he cultivate?" Rong Ti was horrified.
It should be known that he was a disciple of the Food Pillar, refining his inner roots and bones, secretly teaching mysterious skills. Ranked by foundation, he was above others, and even in terms of strength, he was unparalleled.