Inside the Ming Zhao Heaven Pill Hall, there are a total of thirty-nine preserved pill formulas.
Setting aside the three sealed major pill formulas, the remaining thirty-six correspond to the Human, Demon, and Mystic clans, each divided into twelve.
The thod Luo Chen used to heal the Black King is a Fourth Order Blood Pill thod from the Demon Clan’s formulas.
It involves taking the blood of various spirits to nourish the demon body, even from nothing to create a brand-new "Monster Pill."
This thod is very effective!
The Black King’s current state is a collapse of the physical body and a shattered monster pill.
Over the years, Luo Chen occasionally examined the Black King’s condition, and everything has been developing in a positive direction.
But Luo Chen knows all too well; these are just castles in the air.
Everything is ultimately to nourish the Black King’s divine soul.
If this step fails, all previous efforts will have been in vain!
Out of the abyss, stepping out of the Erald Wave Pool, Luo Chen walks forward, with Tian Xuan closely following behind.
Suddenly.
Luo Chen pauses slightly, his gaze directed towards a rare towering peak on Longyuan Island.
There, an old man in a green robe sits alone on the cliff, leisurely watching the clouds roll and unroll, the tides rise and fall.
It is Han Zhan!
"Has he been there recently?" Luo Chen asked.
Tian Xuan quietly replied, "True Master Han has been coming and going frequently these years, saying that he is adapting to a new body and needs regular activity. That Rosy Clouds Mountain is where he often stays alone. To tell the truth, True Master Han is quite good-natured and even gave so pointers on cultivation."
"Is that so..."
Luo Chen murmured, then changed the subject.
"Speaking of which, I’ve been engrossed in cultivation for these years and haven’t paid much attention to your cultivation progress."
Tian Xuan shook her head, "Master helped to transform early, created a cultivation technique for , and even granted the opportunity to soak in the Holy Spring. You’ve already done so much. How can I bother Master with trivial daily cultivation?"
At the ntion of soaking in the Spirit Shaping Holy Spring, Luo Chen beca interested.
"After soaking in that spring water, did your body undergo any changes?"
Tian Xuan’s spirits lifted, and she said with slight excitent, "There have been significant changes. My daily cultivation speed has nearly doubled compared to before! Moreover, in the way of controlling wind, my talent has beco evident. As True Master Han put it, it seems I’ve fully tapped into the potential of my Spirit Root, combined with my demon body, and faintly acquired the characteristics of what they call the Xun Wind Physique."
"Xun Wind Physique?"
"Yes, though not complete, I have indeed greatly augnted the power of controlling wind attributes. That ’Huan Yu Secret Book,’ I’ve also cultivated to quite a level now, and I’m at the Sixth Layer of Golden Core realm already!"
Luo Chen nodded slightly, "That’s also a good thing; it was not a wasted opportunity."
Back then, Luo Chen absorbed ninety percent of that Spirit Shaping Holy Spring in the Pill Hall.
The remaining ten percent looked scarce but was considered a trendous boon for Tian Xuan and the Black King.
Tian Xuan’s progression was expected.
However, concerning the Black King...
During their conversation, they had reached their destination.
The previous joy of Tian Xuan had long dissipated.
Luo Chen’s face also showed traces of solemnity.
The Blood Pool... no longer a suitable na.
The originally crimson blood has now beco clear and bright.
The essence and power of countless Demon Beasts’ blood have been absorbed into the Black King’s body!
Upon closer calculation, there are hundreds of thousands of low-order Dragon Qiu on Longyuan Island condensed into a single pool, as well as several Third-Order Demon Kings Tian Xuan had hunted down over the years. Lastly, there was the drop of tongue-tip essence blood Luo Chen painfully bestowed.
This massive power exchange restored the Black King’s physical body to full strength.
In fact, it is many tis stronger than at its peak.
"I had no idea my drop of essence blood was so potent!"
Luo Chen murmured.
He could feel the primary cause of the Black King’s significant transformation was indeed that drop of his tongue-tip essence blood.
It contained not only his Origin Force but also a vast store of Tai Sui’s terrifying vitality.
"Indeed, even I did not expect that you could truly restore the Black King’s body to its original state!"
Unbeknownst to them, Han Zhan had already descended from Rosy Clouds Hill and arrived by the side of the Longyuan Blood Pool.
Luo Chen was not surprised; if he could discover Han Zhan’s whereabouts, the latter would naturally see him.
Gazing at the figure coiled like a small mountain in the blood pool, dragon-like and resembling a python, a single horn shimring with ghostly light.
Luo Chen sighed, "Alas, I’ve done all I could; whether the Black King can pull through depends on his own fortune now."
In his perception, the Black King’s divine soul is indeed recovering.
That is the sign of the Desolate Beast Cliff Serpent’s slumbering thod reaching its limit!
The Black King had initially devoured only a failed Fourth Order awakening Cliff Serpent corpse. To comprehend a slumber thod from its remains to preserve itself was already an incredible fortune.
But fortune, after ten years, ultimately cos to an end.
A feeble divine soul fluctuation slowly perated from the Black King’s body.
"Master... Master..."
Luo Chen restrained all his power to prevent harming the Black King’s fragile divine soul, akin to an infant.
He said deeply, "I have restored your physical body, and even replaced the broken monster pill with a Blood Pill. You just need to get through this period so your divine soul can gradually grow stronger. Can you do that?"
Concentrate on nurturing the Spirit Root and reviving the divine soul!
Everything Luo Chen did was to provide the Black King with a perfect environnt for divine soul recovery.
However...
"Sorry, Little Black probably won’t make it... through this." The Black King’s voice was intermittent, flickering like a remnant candle in the wind.
His divine soul breath is continuously dissipating.
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