The more he thought about it, the more he relished.
Chu Feng felt like he was about to drool.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Every skyscraper was built from the first floor.
One step at a time.
He would be able to do it sooner or later!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a look at the remaining vitality in the Soul Summoning Boots.
There was about 20,000 left.
Most of them were accumulated from the destruction of the Ghost Demon Race.
The Ghost Demon Race was a true life form. Although there wasn't much vitality, it was still considerable.
And the undead gave less!
Take the skeleton leader he had just killed for example.
Chu Feng had taken the time to take a look.
It had only yielded more than 600 points of vitality!
It was only one-tenth of a normal fifth or sixth-stage Spirit Transformation creature!
This was one of the drawbacks of the undead.