C627 Heavy Pressure

After Chen Fan was suddenly suppressed by the black mist, he began to cultivate. He had entered a true state of seclusion. It wasn't a big deal for him to speed up the Mortal Sutra. At least, in Chen Fan's eyes, it wasn't a big deal.

Otherwise, how could he still hold onto this technique when he was dying? Chen Fan could still recall the familiar scene in his mind