He looked inside his mind.
The pure white primordial soul was as faint as a candle in the wind.
Threads of spiritual origin continuously flowed into it.
"Ancestor Body..."
He took out a bottle of Rejuvenation Potion.
It was obtained from the council treasury before departure.
After consumption.
His spiritual origin injury visibly recovered somewhat, but given his size, one bottle of medicine was clearly not enough... and the congress had no more to spare.
Eighty years of brutal war.
The legendary Rejuvenation Potions were already exhausted. Not only the Rejuvenation Potions, but many similar divine medicines were in short supply, with replenishment unable to keep up with consumption.
"Thousand Mountains Immortal..."
Thinking of the elders who witnessed his growth pass away.
Levi felt discomfort in his heart.
He temporarily dismissed the costly Ancestor Form.
Levi returned to the appearance of a black-armored swordsman.
