On the third floor balcony of the wooden building, Chen Mu sat cross-legged on the soft couch.
He attempted to summon the True Form of the Heavenly Demon, but all attempts ended in failure. He could only faintly sense the qi machine growing more vigorous. It was precisely this vigorous qi that nourished his True Form, rapidly healing his injuries.
After sensing a vague aura from the secret orifice between his eyebrows once again, Chen Mu slowly opened his eyes.
Looking up at the numerous auxiliary troops fervently constructing barracks in the distance, a realization dawned on him.
"That's right, this aura is probably from the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed!"