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Now reading: Chapter 1353: 219: Nine Blood Transfusions, Entering Martial from Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint, a Action novel by Scenery on the river.

Capítulo 1353: Chapter 219: Nine Blood Transfusions, Entering Martial Arts Mythology! (Part 2)

anwhile, strands of spiritual chanism escaped from the inner core, like a fine drizzle descending slowly.

Under the baptism of the misting rain, the three-leaf sapling that had initially grown from the Immortal Root now gently swayed.

Nourished by the drizzle, its original height of eight inches and three grew slowly upward.

As ti passed breath by breath, the fourth green leaf slowly budded and sprouted.

After a long while.

On the nine-inch-tall sapling, the fourth tender leaf completely unfurled, swaying in the drizzle.

Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Ning felt a sudden sense of comfort throughout his body, an inexplicable joy in his heart.

“This must be a good thing!” he murmured to himself.

Then, the sapling stopped growing, and the light drizzle gradually ceased.

Having experienced this before, he imdiately understood that the sapling had absorbed all the nutrients it could and could no longer grow.

“To continue growing in the future, it can only rely on the Inner World!” he mused to himself, watching the sapling swaying gently and emitting three green lights and one silver light.

He had already noticed this in the Inner Realm before.

The Inner Realm not only brings about an increase in ntal strength, but every ti he erges from it, he can feel that the sapling from the growth of the Immortal Root has grown taller.

Evidently, within the Inner Realm, so mysterious substance is being absorbed by him, thus promoting the growth of the sapling.

After a mont.

He cald himself, dispelling the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Then, he opened his mouth once more.

The slightly dim inner core flew out from his mouth, ascending three feet above his head, then continued to devour the Heaven and Earth Spirit chanism constantly falling above.

At this mont, within several yards around him, through the baptism of the Heaven and Earth Spirit chanism, the vegetation beca more lush, with flowers blooming more brilliantly, and the grasses growing wildly to several tis their height.

After so ti.

The consud spiritual chanism was replenished, making the inner core once again dazzlingly bright.

The brilliance was more intense than the illusory sun above his head.

He swallowed the inner core into his abdon, and at this mont, there was no longer any movent within his belly.

The next mont.

His heart abruptly stirred.

Threads of golden-red blood mist escaped from his body, dispersing like clouds of smoke.

At this mont, an alarming heat also erupted within his body.

The intensity of this heat far exceeds that of the sun above his head.

With the circulation of air, the heat waves surged like tides, lting the accumulated snow and exposing the bare rocks wherever they passed.

At this mont.

The sun, ten feet away, slowly descended.

Half-real, half-illusory.

The descent of the sun caused the surrounding temperature to rise even further.

After several breaths, the sun descended from above his head into his body.

In an instant, the mountain forest reverted to pitch darkness.

Without the light, it beca so dark that one couldn’t see even if reaching out their hand.

Suddenly.

A thread of golden light blossod from Jiang Ning’s body.

Subsequently, thousands of threads erupted simultaneously, instantly illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight, even casting a faint golden light on the overcast clouds above the mountain peaks.

Under the radiance of the golden light, one could see the blood mist atop Jiang Ning’s head transforming into a Red Dragon.

With the integration of the golden-red blood mist, the Red Dragon kept growing.

At this mont.

As the blood mist wafted from his pores, Jiang Ning also felt the vitality within him withering away, with his breath continuously diminishing.

Soon, his long hair turned gray and withered, then continually fell off.

His once jade-like body now beca gaunt, with his skin accumulating in folds like bark.

At this mont, he felt darkness surging toward him like a tide.

His breath rapidly declined at this mont.

The once vigorous fla of life now resembled a candle flickering in the wind.

As ti passed, the darkness thickened.

The spiritual light in his heart flickered like a candle fla in the midst of a gale, ready to go out.

Jiang Ning also felt his ntal will start to sink, slowly descending into the abyss.

It seed like a whirlpool was engulfing him.

As ti went by, his consciousness began to beco blurred, hazy.

“No!” Suddenly, his heart trembled, a glimr of spiritual will blossoming within him.

His consciousness instantly returned, no longer as dazed and confused.

But this state existed only for a mont before he once again gradually beca dazed.

His will started to sink, and the darkness once again surged toward him like a tide.

Amid the engulfing darkness.

He saw a bright radiance.

“Is that… the True Spirit Mark???” he sensed the light’s connection with himself.

His spiritual will desperately sent out signals.

An invisible right hand stretched out high as if trying to touch his own True Spirit.

Along with the intense determination, he felt that bright radiance slowly descending, getting closer to him.

At the sa ti.

The darkness surged like a tide, as if to completely subrge him.

He also felt increasingly exhausted.

His limbs heavy, eyelids drooping, yearning to fall into a long slumber.

Noticing his own state, his resolve beca even firr, secretly gritting his teeth.

Ti was passing by, one breath at a ti.

The bright radiance slowly descended before him.

Reaching out fervently from his heart, he grasped it tightly.

In an instant.

Countless brilliance erupted from his soul, the darkness receding completely, countless mories swiftly flashed in his heart.

Each scene clearly engraved in his mind.

Past lives and present, mories of all kinds, were as such.

He could freely pause, fast-forward, rewind, to view mories of both lives.

Such clarity in mory, even neglected specks of dust in the air beca distinctly visible.

He tightly grasped that bright radiance, clutching his True Spirit Mark, not letting it slip away again.

In the next mont.

The inner core within his Dantian suddenly emitted countless rays of light.

Dazzling white light burst from his Dantian, surging to his limbs and bones, to every corner of his body.

Thud!

Thud!!

The heart began to regain function, started beating, blood-making capability comnced.

At this mont, he saw nurous golden particles bursting forth within his body.

Like countless stars, occupying every corner of his blood vessels.

Within the dry blood vessels, faint golden blood began to appear.

With each heartbeat, new golden blood was reproduced.

The rebirth of blood, began to revive his physical functions, organs regained functionality.

As the functions of the organs were reactivated.

Screech—

From the depths within, suddenly a cry of the Immortal Phoenix was heard.

The sound erupted, infinite life energy burst from within him.

Instantly awakened all physical functions completely.

Rumble—

The organs thundered, body functions fully activated.

Thump thump thump!!

The heartbeat like drums resounding, the chest heaving visibly.

His body underwent rapid transformation, withered body rejuvenating like an old tree in spring, like a barren tree budding.

Body condition continually restoring, posture becoming upright, sounds of bones rubbing and interacting like firecrackers.

Above his head, the blood-red crimson beca more nacing, dancing incessantly.

In just a mont, the once dazzling and piercing inner core within him beca dim.

A mont later.

He suddenly opened his eyes, inhaled deeply, and saw countless mist-like white light appearing in the void, then absorbed into his abdon.

Heaven and Earth Spirit chanism surged into his body, once again invigorating his vitality.

Heartbeat like a drum, rising and falling unpredictably.

Large amounts of new blood were recreated, continuously infusing throughout his body, rapidly restoring his physical functions.

As ti passed, the old skin on his surface began to shed, falling like snowflakes.

The newborn skin beca plump, radiant, like flawless white jade.

The withered hair atop fell like snowflakes, then pitch-black strands erged from the head, growing rapidly.

The aura within rose like the morning sun, escalating continuously.

Crash—

Crash—

The surging Qi-Blood within him roared like a tsunami.

Accompanied by the surge of Qi-Blood, the tsunami-like roar grew increasingly stronger.

The aura within continued to rise.

Then, he saw golden rivers spread throughout his body.

Each golden river carried golden blood flowing within him.

With one breath in, one breath out, he felt his physical body transforming rapidly again.

Muscles beca resilient, bones crackling, body’s Great Tendon more taut…

Strength constantly rising.

He suddenly felt this was a transformation on the scale of life, an evolution of life.

With the rebirth of nine blood transfusions, he was advancing toward a more perfect evolution of life.

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