Li Jing lay sprawled at the bottom of the river.
Having consumed a large number of Demon Beasts and the essence of precious herbs, the hidden power in his blood was being slowly released, constantly nourishing his physical body.
Although there was no direct comparison, Li Jing felt that he was now a monstrous beast from primeval times. Especially his skull, which grew a single horn, was exceptionally hard.
Not to mention small pebbles, even large merchant ships or small mountains, he could collapse with a single charge.
Due to not moving for a long time, various aquatic plants and moss had grown all over his body, some parts even buried under sediment, barely visible.
Large fish and Demon Beasts, sensing his presence, dared not come close.
