“Eight purple moons…” Mu Chen paid attention to the eight moons and smiled in his heart. That meant that the Divine Pulse hidden in his body was truly a Divine Pulse.

However, he wasn’t too surprised by this matter, since the cultivation talent that he had shown so far had proven everything.

Naturally, a Divine Pulse didn’t mean that he could become a Heavenly Sovereign in the end. Regardless of your talent, it’s futile without a firm heart.

Without a firm heart and fearlessness for sufferings, even a Divine Pulse would be buried.

How many times has Mu Chen put his life on the line after all these years? Others only knew that he has ascended the Heavenly Sovereign Realm at such a young age, but how many people knew about the struggles he had to endure to come this far? In the process, even one failure would result in his death.

“Divine Pulse, perfect my Spiritual Physique.” Mu Chen muttered in his...