Rise from the Holy R

Following this, Jiang Yan sat cross-legged on the stone chair, concentrating his mind, carefully sensing the subtle changes within his body.,Given Jiang Yan's current situation, he could only rely on himself. Or rather, the mysterious "furnace" in his palm.,But his body was like an bottomless pit. Every time the gene medicine entered his body, it would be automatically consumed by the furnace mark, leaving nothing behind. Unfortunately, it was still useless.。