Spiritual energy fluctuated wildly, comparable to a cultivator secretly gathering power. Ru Tianqi was indifferent to this. After all, when cornered, even a rabbit will bite. It was only natural for the Golden Core Cultivator to want to fight for survival in a desperate situation.
Yet, he suddenly sensed a twinge of discomfort instinctively.
— It doesn't quite feel like the prelude to a cultivator's attack...
Soon, his Divine Separation Stage cultivation made him recognize the source of his unease.
In this quiet room, the quantity of spiritual energy was actually increasing slowly.
This... this goes against the Heavenly Dao. Why would it be increasing?
A tremendous sense of crisis emerged from deep within him. He didn't know what had happened, but he was certain the source of the crisis was behind him.
Ru Tianqi turned slowly and saw the youth who should have had all his bones shattered actually standing up, supporting himself against the wall, surrounded by white flames.
