Rise from the Holy R

Moments later, he sighed helplessly, gently raised his arm, and looked at the faint, gray mark resembling a furnace in the palm of his hand, muttering to himself.,Even the Earth he is currently on is merely a small fraction of the vast Saint Ruins World, commonly known as the Small Netherworld!,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.。