The Foreign Battlefield

In the quiet room.

The pure black Demon God Fire floated quietly.

Chen Daoxuan took a deep breath and took out a black crystal from his gourd.

It was the condensation of the True Meaning of Indestructibility-Black Crystal.

The surface of the black crystal was extremely hard. Even with Chen Daoxuan's physical body, he could not shake it at all with pure strength.

Chen Daoxuan raised his hand and slowly threw the black crystal into the pure black Demon God Fire.

"Tsk!"

The black crystal melted instantly like snow meeting the sun.

Then, an inexplicable aura surged toward his body from the black Demon God Fire.

"This is…"

Chen Daoxuan felt that the strength of his body, which had been stuck in a bottleneck, had started to rise abruptly.

At every moment, he could feel the surging power in his body.