Brother Cheng originally wanted to count them.
After all, there was a bet that had to exceed 1600.
But just two seconds later, he gave up the idea.
Because it had already surpassed that number long ago...
Countless Profound Spirits were like snowflakes swept by a fierce wind, quickly pouring into the pattern of the Spirit of Death.
It was utterly uncountable.
A fierce and tumultuous storm arose within the Descent Spirit Platform!
Jiang Cheng, located at the center of the storm, felt his Spirit of Death rapidly growing, its tier climbing continuously.
At this moment, his Profound Power Realm had already transcended, stepping into the Extreme Profound Realm.
And the tier of the Death's Profound Pattern, under the infusion of a vast amount of Profound Spirits, quickly broke through several tiers such as Withered Wood, Rock, Mortal Iron, Brass, Silver, and Gold.
