But Bai Zihan himself did not even look at Chong Sheng.
His gaze lowered slightly toward his own hand.
His expression remained calm, almost thoughtful.
Inside his body—
He could clearly feel the flow of energy.
The Demonic Qi that had struck him moments ago had not entirely exploded outward.
Nearly half of it had been drawn into his body the moment it touched him.
Converted, refined, and absorbed.
(Around fifty percent…)
Bai Zihan calmly evaluated the result.
Half of the Demonic Qi had been directly converted into pure qi by his Primordial Chaos Body.
The rest had struck his body directly.
Yet—
It had accomplished absolutely nothing.
After all, the power of Chong Sheng's technique had already been spread across a wide area.
Its destructive force had been diluted.
Then half of that power had been absorbed by his body.
What remained was far too weak to harm him.
