3179 Kneeling Firmly

Boom, the eleventh meridian was presently widening like crazy.

The power that surged in was really too shocking. It washed over and over again through Ling Han's meridians, removing the impurities, making them even wider.

There was no time limit. As long as the formation was still channeling, this kind of power would be endless.

The 30,000 jade seeds seemed to be burning, releasing their essence, turning into endless energy to feed Ling Han.

Eleven Meridians middle stage, late stage, peak stage… the speed of advancement was astonishingly fast.

However, he had more or less exhausted the pile of jade seeds.

It was really a rich man's formation. In just half a day, 30,000 jade seeds which was equivalent to three million Dark North Coins were gone just like that.

"Just a little bit more."

Ling Han thought to himself. He began to charge towards Twelve Meridians.

He had sensed it!