The golden ancient pool, though not large, was full of Liquid Thunder, and just a whiff of it gave one the illusion of transcending and ascending.
Shi Hao was exhausted, lying on the ground, not wanting to move at all; his body was in ruins, and no part of his bones were intact—they were all shattered.
"Gulp!"
Shi Hao took large gulps of the golden Liquid Thunder, wanting nothing else, as his injuries were too severe—he looked more like a dead man.
He broke through the nine heavens and ascended to the Tenth Realm, with nowhere on his body left unscathed; even his skull was shattered into pieces and forcibly assembled back together.
As for his body, it was riddled with wounds, charred black, with many blood holes glowing from front to back, his organs emanating a burnt smell; the damage to his body was as terrifying as it could be.
Surviving with life force still in him was truly a miracle!
