Genshin Impact: The evil eye eroded me at the beginning, and I became an immortal in a hundred battl

He Chuan wanted to ask more, but the Eightfold Son of God waved his hand.

"The current situation in Inazuma has reached the critical point of collapse. Various evil spirits have appeared one after another. In terms of high-end combat power, your level is not enough."

"So, it's useless for you to ask anything now. The most important thing is to continue to improve your strength."

He Chuan's injuries from the previous battle had not yet been treated, and he was now standing here with his shaky body supported. Upon hearing this, even in the face of any difficulties, he, who had been full of energy from beginning to end, could not help but reveal a look of powerlessness.

After a moment of silence, he spoke with difficulty.

"You're right. In this battle, I was forced into a desperate situation by the famous sword of Dongtang. I had no choice but to use the evil eye. However, the improvement of strength requires accumulation. I have almost reached the bottleneck among the bottlenecks of mortals. It is extremely difficult to move forward even one step. I need time..."

"There's no time."

Yae Shinko interrupted him.

"As you can see, Inazuma is facing both internal and external troubles. Everyone is being pushed forward by this invisible wave. Not only you, but all of us are running out of time."

He Chuan clenched his fists.

Yae Shinko looked at He Chuan with a gloomy expression and lowered his head, and couldn't help but bite his red lips with his pearly teeth.

This guy always looked full of confidence, as if no shackles could stop him.

But now, facing the threat of the "Doctor", and the countless enemies like the famous swords of Toudou, even he is helpless...

Yae Shinko couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Now Inazuma was in a precarious situation, and everything seemed to have returned to five hundred years ago.

This world has never lacked geniuses or strong people.

They all have the courage to smash everything and the determination to look down on everything.

But with such a powerful trend, how many people can resist the rolling flood?

In the end, are we going to repeat the same mistakes?

The Eightfold Son of God took a deep breath and said, "Time is a threshold that all geniuses cannot cross, and you are no exception. You have reached the pinnacle of mortals in one year. Your talent is beyond doubt. With time, you may be able to break through the limit and become a powerful person who is only one of the five Inazuma throughout history.

However, if you want to go further, you cannot participate in this incident. Protecting yourself is the only reasonable choice."

He Chuan's body trembled, and an unprecedented unwillingness burst out in his eyes.

Will Mingzhe protect himself?

In the war between the rebels and the shogunate, under the watchful eyes of the doctor, and under the targeting of a group of true rebels who colluded with the Fatui...

Just back off...

Is this the reason why he practices so hard?

Is this supposed to be his answer to this year's battle?

He Chuan tried his best to deny it.

But... he was exhausted.

He had squeezed out all of his potential. He was unable to achieve the so-called breakthrough on the battlefield or the so-called stroke of genius.

His Gale Sword Skills, his physical body, everything, there was no room for improvement for him.

He realized this clearly during his battle with Toudou Meiken.

He needs time.

He reached a bottleneck.

A person's potential is not unlimited, not even genius.

Just like so many famous swordsmen of Inazuma throughout history, they all eventually failed at the [Breaking the Limit] stage.

We have reached a towering cliff, how can we move forward?

He Chuan's heart was in a mess. He closed his eyes in a trance. The pain from the wound made his body sway, and then a soft hand supported him.

"I asked someone to prepare medicine. You need to heal your wounds. Don't think too much. During this time, at least in Narukami Taisha, you are safe."

A soft voice sounded in his ears.

Yae Shinto did not blame him for anything. No one had the right to blame him for what he had done.

But human power is limited, even God is no exception...

Since Shen Ying recognized him, she would save his life.

In the future, He Chuan will become Inazuma's mainstay and share a lot of the burden for her.

but not now.

She handed the unconscious He Chuan to the witch who came forward at the right time, and then headed north.

……

gas.

The invisible energy flows in He Chuan's body like a river, gradually converging.

The wave is created invisibly.

A violent impact exploded throughout He Chuan's limbs and bones.

It was like the most violent torrent crashing against the steep rock wall.

The severe pain in his body kept He Chuan's consciousness in a trance.

But he always remembered the circulation method recorded in the [Qi Transformation] chapter.

Even though he was unconscious, the Qi in his body was still circulating.

At some point, his Qi circulation gathered into a torrent, flowing smoothly in his transformed body. This was the Qi Transformation Chapter, a complete accomplishment in the true sense of the word.

In the quiet room, He Chuan was lying in a bathtub full of medicine, naked except for a pair of shorts.

He slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and after a brief sense of his physical condition, he came to his senses with mixed feelings.

Qi circulation...

His physical body showed improvement again.

However, this improvement seems not good enough under the current circumstances.

Sustained combat capability has been greatly enhanced, and physical strength has also been slightly improved.

It's just that when facing the famous sword of Dongtang, there are more opportunities to fight.

As long as he uses elemental explosion, he still won't have any chance.

He Chuan stood up, wiped the water stains, put on the clean clothes folded beside him, and walked out of the room.

A shrine maiden passed by nearby, and he approached her, bowed, and asked, "Do you know where the palace chief is going?"

The witch was a little surprised to see him awake, but after hearing this, she shook her head and said, "I was ordered to take care of you. I only know that after the palace master brought you back that day, he immediately left Yingxiang Mountain again. I don't know where he went. You can go ask Sister Yingmei."

"Miss Daocheng is back?"

"I came back yesterday."

"How many days have I been in a coma?"

"Four days." The young witch seemed to have suddenly thought of something. She blushed and lowered her head, whispering, "I asked the old man who has been repairing the house on the mountain to change your underwear."

He Chuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Miss Miko."

The little witch raised her eyes to glance at He Chuan's chest, as if she remembered something, and quickly lowered her head, her ears turning red.

She kept shaking her head, "No...no."

In the past, He Chuan might have been able to keenly grasp the little girl's thoughts and feel secretly proud of himself.

But now, he was preoccupied and didn't notice anything, so he left in a hurry.

When they found Inashiro Hotami, this more mature shrine maiden who always worked with Yae Kamiko couldn't help but show a look of amazement.

"The doctor who diagnosed Mr. He Chuan earlier said that his injuries were quite serious and that it would take at least ten days or half a month to recover. It's only been four days, and it looks like you've recovered as before."

He Chuan shook his arm, "The medicinal herbs from Mingshen Taisha are indeed useful."

"Let's not talk about this. Where did the palace master go?"

Inashiro Hotaru seemed to have anticipated this and answered questions one by one about the situation of Inazuma and the whereabouts of the Son of God.