In the mountain forest.
A drop of crimson blood coagulated at Jiang Ning’s fingertip.
Under the sunlight, flecks of golden glimrs sotis sparkled through the blood like starlight.
He observed for a mont.
"Sure enough! The blood contains Divine Dawn!"
Jiang Ning swallowed this drop of blood in one gulp.
As it passed through his mouth, it instantly seeped into his veins and reintegrated with the surging bloodstream.
The energy in his body, which had just been depleted, was replenished in an instant.
For him now, the energy contained in a drop of blood is extrely plentiful, comparable to a whole herb, or even more.
Thus, losing a drop of blood is not easily replenished.
For an ordinary person, losing a few dozen milliliters of blood can be recovered with good food and rest over a few days.
But for him, it is completely impossible.
Because the overall mass represented by the two is not on the sa level at all.
If he loses a drop of blood, he must either extract the essence from large amounts of at to replenish, or obtain supplentation from dicinal pills.
This is why he will not easily waste even a single drop of blood.
Then, a beam of light flew from his brow and fell into his open palm, transforming into a token.
The front of the token was engraved with a pattern of ten suns sharing the sky, while the back bore traces of his na.
"Shangyang True Disciple, with this token, one can enter the Shangyang Immortal Sect Inner Realm!" He held the token, pondering.
After leaving the Shangyang Cave Heaven, although he was curious about the Shangyang Immortal Sect’s Inner Realm, he never took action.
Because the Shangyang Immortal Sect’s Inner Realm is shrouded in mystery and the ancient texts have very few records of it; his knowledge was shallow, making him hesitant to act impulsively, yet he couldn’t avoid going, so he wanted to prepare as much as possible.
The forging of the Divine Bone and the sixth Blood Exchange were both preparations for this.
Now, each of his 206 bones had transford into jade and gold, reaching the pinnacle level of Bone Forging.
Six blood exchanges had infused Divine Dawn, causing his power to surge exponentially.
Compared to a few days ago in the Shangyang Cave Heaven, his strength had practically doubled.
After much accumulation, everything was digested in these few days, and for the foreseeable future, his strength would find it challenging to make significant progress.
"It’s ti to see the truth!" Looking at the Shangyang Immortal Sect True Disciple token in his hand, he mused internally.
Subsequently.
The token transford into a stream of light and disappeared from his hand, rging back into his brow.
He raised his head to glance at the sky, morized the position of the sun overhead, then withdrew his gaze.
The next mont.
He gently closed his eyes, sinking his Heart Spirit into the Spirit Platform, where he saw that token, floating between fantasy and reality.
Following this.
His mind surged, causing the token to rise like a sun, unleashing endless golden light.
The golden light expanded outward, instantly enveloping and consuming his consciousness.
In an instant.
He felt his consciousness plumting rapidly, endlessly downward.
Feeling the world spinning, heaven and earth inverted, space and ti transforming.
How much ti had passed, he did not know.
It could have been a mont or an incredibly long ti.
He indicated to return, opened his eyes, and squinted slightly, his palm half-shielding them.
In the sky above, there was once again a scene of ten suns sharing the sky.
Bathed in the radiance of the ten suns.
He not only felt no hint of discomforting heat but instead sensed imnse energy flows being released from the ten great suns upon the firmant.
Bathed in sunlight, warmth perated every fiber of his being, invigorating his spirit.
The discomfort from the preceding spinning, inversion, and shifting space and ti also swiftly dissipated.
"Must be sothing good!" He withdrew his gaze, musing to himself.
Then, he glanced around.
Three feet behind him, an endless sea of white clouds stretched out.
In front, there were towering stone pillars and a grand gate.
Atop the gate.
The words Shangyang prominently surfaced.
Jiang Ning gazed at the area beyond the gate.
In the drifting clouds, he saw the corner of nurous buildings.
"The Shangyang Inner Realm!!" He murmured to himself, heading forward.
With one step.
Suddenly.
He saw a transformation ahead.
The buildings were dilapidated, stone pillars toppled, the ground tiles shattered, and a terrifying crack sliced across the landscape, nearly splitting it in two.
"This is..." His heart pounded involuntarily, and he abruptly halted.
The next mont, he saw the scene ahead revert to tranquil harmony, clouds drifting, the full appearance of the buildings obscured.
"What a strange place, as if two tis overlap here!" Jiang Ning gazed forward, his eyes narrowing.
The peaceful scenery, combined with the warmth exuded by the ten suspended suns above, slowly cald his racing heart.
After pondering for a mont.
He joined his middle and index fingers, then slashed towards his brow.
Nevertheless, he was dumbfounded.
Because the Heavenly Eye at his brow had not opened.
He tried once more but found it remained unchanged.
"Still not working!!" His expression tightened.
Originally, he was planning to activate the Heavenly Eye to scout the situation ahead.
But after repeated attempts, he found it impossible to open the Heavenly Eye here.
Subsequently, he tried to reveal the Fire Eye but found it unusable as well.
Just then.
A sudden fluctuation erged from behind, causing Jiang Ning to jerk around.
A streak of red light surfaced in the void; the red light expanded, resembling a falling red glow, which unfurled again.
In an instant.
A woman dressed in a red gown, marked with a red sword-pattern on her brow, appeared.
The woman’s eyebrows were as painted, her face a delicate oval shape.
As their eyes t, the woman’s gaze instinctively exuded a coldness that gave him a feeling akin to an unsheathing sword.
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