Pills, like worthless candies, were rapidly refined by Jiang Shu.
Primordial Power roared, one Divine Skill after another unfolded from his body.
The closer it got to the final critical moment, the more cautious he became, fearing that a single misstep would lead to failure at the last stage.
If he failed this time, the ending wouldn't be as simple as just starting over.
When he ascended to the Fifth Floor again, the Eternal Tower would recreate his combat power, and that clone would be even more terrifying than now.
He had battled for so long to achieve an attack-defense switch, he naturally needed to maintain it stably!
Heavenly Rank Divine Skill, Panwu Heaven Opening Axe!
Heavenly Rank Divine Skill, Qi Swallowing Vientiane Fist!
Holding the upper hand, Jiang Shu's every Divine Skill mirrored that of the clone, at this moment, his understanding of some Great Dao Embryos had advanced further. Although his physical strength hadn't improved much, only about ten percent.
