The Mysterious Primordial Water

A loud explosion came from Liao Zongming's body! Liao Zongming spat out blood.

"Pfft, pfft…" Liao Zongming had spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His skin and flesh were torn apart. He looked like he was in a bad condition. He looked a little like Yin Chongsang in the second stage.

However, just like Yin Chongsang, Liao Zongming did not give up! He was still fighting to the death. Even though his face was no longer the same, he still maintained his spirit.

"This brat…" Yin Chongsang could feel the pain, so he could only cheer for his friend silently. No one could help him at this time.

Only when he had endured the most difficult moment and felt the changes in his body would he understand that all the pain was worth it. At that time, if there was help, it would be meaningful.

This was also one of the reasons why he was grateful to the Kunlun Princess. She chose the right time to help him. She only helped him when he could feel the benefits of this painful tempering.