Amidst the dark void, the corpse of a colossal dragon lay mournfully, turning the already desolate heavens and earth into an open-air graveyard, filled with an air of decay and ruin.
Atop the dragon's sunken head, Jiang Chengxuan sat in a meditative posture. With a single hand extended forward, countless characters from the Ten Thousand Worlds Manifestation Scripture transformed into golden needles, piercing into the complex and ancient primal runes before him.
At that moment, an unseen force from the heavens and earth was drawn into Jiang Chengxuan's body, causing a sensation of swelling and discomfort. However, this power was not overwhelmingly strong—he could absorb it gradually, refining and stabilizing it within himself.
His cultivation had already reached the peak of the mid-stage Mystic Immortal Realm for quite some time. With each successive absorption of the primal rune's essence, he was pushed closer to a breakthrough.
