'He's dead. Finally dead.'
Lu Mingyuan gazed at the "Python and Sparrow Swallowing Dragon" Fate Grid before him, his consciousness adrift and lost in thought.
He couldn't help but let out a long breath. The intense focus and tension had left him utterly exhausted, not just physically, but mentally as well.
Manipulating the Celestial Destiny True Dragon of Great Yan's Fortune seemed majestic, but it was actually extremely draining. It was incredibly demanding on one's Flesh Body, an intense power that couldn't be used often.
Just imagine—the Destiny of the entire Great Yan pressing down on a single person. It was more than anyone could bear.
Fortunately, now that he had reached the Martial Saint Realm, he could avoid these side effects.
But it was all worth it.
