The Growing Inner Demon

Zhang Ruochen mobilized all the Saint Qi in his body to protect his Lingtai meridian on his brain in case his spiritual will was destroyed by the Yang Qi.

Crackle

His body began to burn with raging flames. His skin was like a soldering iron, and his hair was like golden threads.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen's Neverwilt Physique and demigod body were strong enough. If it had been any other Neverwilt Realm Supreme Saint, he would have been burned to ashes by the impact of millions of times more Yang Qi.

'All along, I have used the water force contained in the fist technique to counter the fire force of the palm technique. But this time, the level of the saintwill that I condensed is different, breaking the balance between the two.' Zhang Ruochen thought.

He moved in a flash across space and landed on the Cosmic Glacier Stone in the gourd. He sat cross-legged.