Return to the Ruins

“Do you want to crush me directly?”

Chen An’nian lay on the ground like a toad, unable to move a muscle.

Not even a finger could be lifted. He could only struggle to speak.

“Rest assured, I am well aware of the situation. It would be a waste to let go of such excellent cultivation resources,” Yan Changjun showed no intention of stopping.

“I will control the suppression of your will within the limits you can bear, gradually increasing it over time. If your progress cannot keep up, don’t blame me.”

“With your current state, you would only bring shame to the ancient gods if you were to remain in this world.”

“You... ruthless!”

Chen An’nian struggled to utter these two words.

Ten days later, Chen An’nian finally managed to crawl up from the ground.

“Thank you, Elder Yan,” Chen An’nian bowed respectfully to Yan Changjun.

“I have now condensed two Tao Mark, which is just right.”

Yan Changjun nodded.