The Core hummed quietly inside him, confirming the thought. Fifty percent activation. Power immense… but incomplete. There were monsters in this world that wouldn't wait for his next breakthrough.
He'd need more.
More than just raw strength.
He needed supreme treasures, the kind that reshaped the body and soul.
The Deathroot Lotus had refined his death energy. The Supreme Starstone Lily had stabilized his silver grade body. But he would need more. Much more.
And the next target was clear.
"The Bloodroot Ginseng," Damien said aloud. "Time to find it."
A rustle nearby made him turn, expecting General Hei Tian's bulky form, perhaps an update or a sarcastic quip.
But no one came.
He frowned.
No signal. No mana trail. No scent.
Damien's expression darkened.
"Coward didn't even fight," he muttered. "Disappeared the moment the Wyrm dropped."
Blackie and Rage Monkey growled low in agreement.
