Lu Bei's muscles tensed, enduring the surging magical power traversing his body, causing a shock-like pain in his primordial spirit.
The amplification power of the two palace secret methods was so strong that even the Immortal Sword Body struggled to withstand it. In a moment, he could not help but suspect that the two palace masters were conspiratively plotting to kill him, the redundant outsider.
As the magical power surged, it continuously accumulated in his body, complemented by his keen senses, and his spirit was excited like never before.
This was a case of overdosage, where good milk turns into poison.
Golden lights flickered in Lu Bei's eyes. He took a step forward, shattering the white lotus beneath his foot. At this moment, his primordial spirit combined with his body, refining his essence and spirit to the limit.