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Chapter 996: Chapter 207 Primordial Spirit Growth, Taking the Initiative (8K for Monthly Pass)_2

Each time an Ancient Demon was consumed, the abundant Soul Power nourished the Primordial Spirit, causing Li Hao’s Primordial Spirit to condense a golden thread.

Li Hao’s Primordial Spirit grew increasingly stronger, and the middle-aged warrior experienced the same results—every internal injury within his Primordial Spirit healed, breaking free from some kind of shackle. His Primordial Spirit began its transformation, condensing golden veins.

“It is said that when the Primordial Spirit reaches its ultimate state, even if only the Primordial Spirit remains, the physical body can be regenerated!”

The middle-aged warrior’s wounds were mended, and his Primordial Spirit enhanced; his entire being seemed radiant. The buried sorrow and despair deep in his eyes faded, replaced by a glimmer of hopeful brilliance. Sёarch* The NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He looked at Li Hao with sincerity, no longer treating him as a mere accidental visitor, destined to have no further ties once he returned.

A dozen days of companionship had led to countless conversations during their meals, and he had developed a deep fondness for this young man.

“The Ancient Demons are almost finished.”

Li Hao gazed at the remaining half carcass—it would only suffice for one last meal.

Over the past dozen days, no new Ancient Demons had attacked. According to the middle-aged warrior, this frequency was normal.

After all, if they attacked constantly, the middle-aged warrior would never have survived here for so long.

Typically, they appeared only once every few decades. The recent surge in activity was caused by the presence of Li Hao—his aura was detected by the Ancient Demons when he arrived.

The middle-aged warrior swallowed a bite of sizzling roast meat and exchanged a glance with Li Hao.

The two stared at each other before breaking into smiles.

“Are you really planning to stay here with me and fight against the Ancient Demons?”

The middle-aged warrior chuckled, admiring Li Hao’s bravery and unrestrained attitude.

“If you can hold off the First and Second-level Ancient Demons, I can handle the rest.”

Li Hao replied. He acknowledged the extraordinary efficacy of Ancient Demon Flesh in cultivating the Primordial Spirit—it was impossible to find anything comparable outside this place. Even when he consumed the cursed body of a Primordial Ancient Ferocious Beast named Huntian earlier, it had only strengthened his physical form, leaving his Primordial Spirit untouched.

The Primordial Spirit, which evolved from the Divine Soul, was difficult to cultivate. After its transformation, progress became even harder.

Absorbing Sun Essence and Lunar Radiance merely preserved and nurtured it—it couldn’t improve further.

Only the sacrificial Dao tribulation and Heavenly Dao feedback had previously allowed him to break through the Extreme Realm, condensing his first golden thread within his Primordial Spirit.

Now, the enhancement from Ancient Demon Flesh rivaled the blessings of the Heavenly Dao, offering him the chance to condense more golden threads and strengthen his Primordial Spirit—a rare opportunity indeed.

Yet, despite the numerous benefits, the dangers here were ever-present. Whenever Ancient Demons came, survival was never guaranteed—otherwise, countless Immortals and Saints wouldn’t have perished and left their bones here.

On his journey thus far, Li Hao had faced lethal tribulations far exceeding his usual combat capabilities. Only because he was exceptionally powerful for his level had he managed to barely survive each encounter.

“No problem. Against the First-level Ancient Demon now, I don’t even need to conserve much strength.”

Light flashed in the middle-aged warrior’s eyes as he spoke. Somehow, deep within his heart, he felt a faint glimmer of hope—as if this boy had brought the dawn of salvation. Perhaps this was his chance to carve a path through the Ancient Road!

The arrival of the youth seemed like a reward from the Heavenly Dao, sent to free him.

If they could consistently slay Ancient Demons and consume their flesh to strengthen themselves, then maybe—just maybe—the Ancient Road could be breached!

Before, he had hesitated to fight the First-level Ancient Demons outright, always wary of damage to his Primordial Spirit. But now, with Ancient Demon Flesh nourishing him, those worries had vanished.

“Then let’s try it.”

Li Hao said.

A small spark of ambition to clear the Ancient Road lit up in his heart. Though not fervent, if the chance arose to break through this cursed road, wouldn’t that be a wondrous accomplishment?

At the very least, the plight of the Human Race wouldn’t be so desperate, and he could explore the True Realm in the future.

Furthermore, the Mystical Gate had gaps. If he returned to the Land of All Saints and chose to live in invincible solitude, as the years unfurled, no guarantee existed that Ancient Demons wouldn’t invade. Without the power of Immortal Divines, they would simply wait to perish.

“Alright!”

The middle-aged warrior nodded and immediately shared intelligence about the Ancient Demon he had been observing.

Over the years, aside from guarding this place, he had stealthily probed the Ancient Road ahead, where he discovered numerous other First-level Ancient Demons. The sight left him in despair, convinced the Ancient Road was insurmountable.

“Wait here for me—I’ll scout the Ancient Road once more.”

The middle-aged warrior said to Li Hao.

Li Hao hesitated, worried about the older man’s solo venture.

“Don’t worry. I’ve survived all these years with certain tricks up my sleeve. My movement technique and covert skills have allowed me to avoid trouble. If it weren’t for the densely clustered First-level Ancient Demons at the road’s end, I might have snuck out already.”

The middle-aged warrior smiled at Li Hao.

Relieved, Li Hao relaxed. Given the countless years the man spent battling here, he must have honed fearsome expertise.

After bidding farewell, the middle-aged warrior vanished silently, heading for his exploration.

His figure dispersed before Li Hao’s eyes, like a breeze dissolving into the heavens and earth.

Li Hao was taken aback, completely unable to trace the departure or detect any signs. He didn’t see the Returning Ruins open either—it seemed to be a terrifyingly advanced movement technique.

Without the middle-aged warrior beside him, Li Hao grew cautious, retreating to the bronze chariot to wait.

Two days later, the middle-aged warrior abruptly reappeared beside the bronze chariot.

During those two days, Li Hao couldn’t even muster the mood to paint, worried the man might meet disaster.

“The situation isn’t looking good.”

The middle-aged warrior said gravely as he climbed into the bronze chariot and spotted Li Hao. His expression was heavy.