542 Imperial Lord (Final Chapter of Volume)

Nineteen days later.

Meng Chuan was still cultivating at Fiend Prison's bottommost layer. The Outer Realm Essence Crystals in front of him were slowly shrinking as the surging outer realm essence energy constantly flooded Meng Chuan's body. His absorption speed was extremely fast.

Finally, Meng Chuan stopped cultivating. The incomplete Outer Realm Essence Crystals also stopped shrinking.

I succeeded. Meng Chuan was in a very good mood.

Meng Chuan sighed in amazement as he sensed the immense and unimaginable power in his body. A pure-blooded dragon has such a shocking body after reaching the adult stage?

With a single fist clench—

Boom!

The void in Meng Chuan's palm dissipated as the fluctuations spread in all directions.