He took a deep breath. It was no longer ordinary air, but the breath that had accumulated for thousands of years in the Demon Locking Tower - blood and evil thoughts intertwined into an invisible web, but like nourishing nectar, Chu Tian greedily sucked it into his body. The pores all over his body seemed to be awakened at this moment, opening their arms to welcome this gift from the abyss. It was like being in a hot spring full of mysterious power, and every cell was cheering and eager for transformation.
