It had been a few months since Chu Kuangren's battle with the Venerable Gods.
During this period, Yan Wu had absorbed most of the Star Destruction Tribe's military resources for their own and made many alliances.
The Flame Bulwark Tribe was now the strongest tribe among the humans. Under Chu Kuangren's leadership, the tribe excelled in many different ways.
On the other hand, there had been minimal movements on the gods' side.
The last battle had left the gods worried about Chu Kuangren.
Within a mountain range.
Chu Kuangren was carrying a Supreme Elixir in his hand.
Layers of Daoist patterns flowed through the Supreme Elixir, emitting a faint glow.
"This Big Dipper Soul Herb should be sufficient for me to ascend my Hell Soul to its perfected state," Chu Kuangren muttered as he stared at the elixir.