After several months of examination, Luo Chen had come to understand Black King's condition clearly. The damage went far beyond what ordinary treatment could heal. His body had been damaged down to its foundation, his demon core had shattered, and the demonic power he had cultivated for centuries had either scattered completely or sunk into his broken bones. Even his soul had weakened until it was little more than a wavering flame, so faint that it seemed it might be extinguished at any moment. Anyone who saw him now would only think that this demon was barely hanging on to life.

Honestly, it was not surprising he ended up like this. The detonation of a Transcendent Spirit Treasure carried terrifying force, and although the Alchemy Palace's formation had weakened the blast substantially, the remaining power was still far beyond what Black King could endure...