Celestial Demon He Yi glanced at Shen Chongming with a hint of meaning but said nothing more. He turned into a purple mist and drilled directly into Shen Chongxu's body.
"Brother Ming." Looking at Shen Chongming, whose brows were tightly knit and face full of worry, Shen Chongxu consoled him in a deep voice: "What kind of great storms hasn't our Shen Family seen before?"
"It's just a Dao Slave, handle it calmly."
Putting aside his worries, Shen Chongming raised his head, looked at the calmness on his face, and suddenly smiled: "Practicing Demon Techniques has indeed made your state of mind quite open."
"From my observation, your cultivation has reached the Fetal Breathing Perfection. Do you know how to break through to the Golden Core Realm?"
At the mention of a breakthrough, Shen Chongxu frowned.
