Tribe
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In addition, with the level up of his bloodline, Fang Heng could clearly sensed that his ability to control the power of the demonic seed in his sea of consciousness had improved.
At the same time, with the increase in the power he absorbed, the power of the source of the demonic seed wrapped in his sea of consciousness was restored at an accelerated rate.
Fang Heng already had a premonition.
Soon, the strength of the demonic seed would erupt.
Relying on the little bit of control provided by the intermediate demon bloodline, he was completely unable to successfully suppress the violent demonic seed.
It seemed that he still needed the strength of the World Lord's Touch of Gluttony to suppress the demonic seed origin that was about to erupt.
Fang Heng raised his head.
"Let's continue."
Meng Si shrunk his neck and did not dare to say anything more. He continued to lead Fang Heng out of the cave and toward the next altar.
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