"Right, although this Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit has gone mad, demonized, lost its mind and reason, when it feels life-threatening danger, it will save itself. It might create a terrifying dream of flas for you, Big Brother, imrsing you in it, and then, unwittingly, it will scorch your Divine Soul. Big Brother, you must keep your will strong. Rember, no matter what dream of flas you enter, it’s fake!!!" Xi said this with the gravest tone.
"Mm." Su Chen could hear the gravity in Xi’s tone, naturally paying the utmost attention.
After giving the instructions.
Xi contacted the Chaotic Thunder Spirit again: "Thunder Spirit, it’s ti for us to act. You and I will cooperate; you are responsible for blocking its counterattack, and I will tear it apart!"
"Okay." The Chaotic Thunder Spirit seed fearless by nature, not a hint of fear in its voice, but rather excitent. Perhaps, it’s only afraid of Xi.
The next mont.
Suddenly!
Both the Chaotic Thunder Spirit and Xi made their move.
As soon as they acted.
Chi chi chi...
The eerie space before them, purple-black and resembling a world of cells, started to tremble all at once.
A bizarre, ear-piercing sound, as if intending to tear everything apart, with the sky spinning and the earth turning.
The purple-black flas, originally present on the trees, within cylinders, and in spheres, all frantically displayed faces of devils, nacingly converging towards Su Chen’s position without concern for anything else.
At that mont, it was as if the entire world was attacking Su Chen.
From all directions.
But Su Chen closed his eyes.
At this mont, the Chaotic Thunder Spirit and Xi were dealing with the Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit and couldn’t attend to him. These purple-black flas attacking, pressing, roaring, and flooding towards him had to be dealt with on his own.
Without hesitation, Su Chen operated the Chaotic Current!!!
Running it to the extre.
Inside, his blood roared.
The Three Powers Transformation, Mysterious Qi Power, and Soul Power, all transford into Physical Strength.
Su Chen stood there, seemingly motionless, yet incomparably tough and imposing.
Regardless of the burning, gnawing, and mind-disrupting purple-black flas.
Quickly, so scars and wounds appeared on his body, sizzling with sound.
However, he didn’t even change his expression; as soon as a wound appeared, the blood and Chaotic Current inside his body would flow to that spot, and with the horrifying effect of the Temporal Heavenly Dao and Great Ti Law, he instantly recovered.
Su Chen stood there, immovable on his own.
His mind, however, was locked onto the opening in front of him.
Awaiting the advantageous fragnts of the Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit.
Ti passed!
Su Chen stood like an old tree with sprawling roots, his entire body constantly enveloped in purple-black.
Before him, within that gaping black maw, sharp, soul-piercing sounds of ghostly wails surged endlessly, accompanied by unimaginably hot currents of air.
In front of the maw, the Chaotic Thunder Spirit and Xi, positioned left and right, moved with calm and seamless coordination.
After the ti it takes two incense sticks to burn.
Suddenly.
Su Chen’s eyes snapped open.
A gleam shot forth!!!
From within that large maw, suddenly drifted a thumb-sized black, viscous cloud-like entity resembling agate.
In just that instant.
Hoo...
Without hesitation, Su Chen opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
That cloud-like entity seed to want to struggle, to escape, but unfortunately, it was futile.
It was swallowed in one gulp by Su Chen.
As soon as it was swallowed.
Su Chen’s entire body trembled violently.
His face contorted to the extre.
Pain!
Pain piercing into the very soul, like grinding neurons.
A pain indescribable by words.
That small fragnt of the Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit, already in the Divine Mansion, yet rampaging as if knowing it was about to be absorbed, struggling madly, recklessly, until the end!!!
The heat it emitted, even through the walls of the Divine Mansion, scorched Su Chen’s internal organs into liquid.
Inside, a complete ss.
However, despite this, Su Chen remained with his mind 100% focused, directing the Divine Mansion, binding it with the Chaotic Current like a rope, and then, beginning to refine!
The Divine Mansion operated to its utmost, in an instant rotating tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of turns.
As the Divine Mansion began its frenzied rotation and refining, that small piece of Divine Demon Ghost Fire attempted to self-destruct. Unfortunately, Su Chen had anticipated this, the Chaotic Current firmly enveloping it, not giving it the chance to explode.
After a few breaths.
Gradually, that small piece of Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit stopped struggling, began to dissipate.
Su Chen slightly relaxed, but dared not relax completely, having a clearer understanding of the terror of the Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit.
Another dozen breaths later, that small piece of Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit was completely refined.
A faint, yet satisfied smile appeared at the corner of Su Chen’s mouth.
Ti passed.
In the following ten full Shichen periods.
Every half or full Shichen.
A piece of Divine Demon Ghost Fire Spirit would erge from that eerie maw, absorbed by Su Chen.
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Outside the Deceptive Realm Battlefield.
At this mont, deathly silent.
If listened to carefully, only the extrely faint sound of swallowing saliva could be heard.
Everyone was staring ahead.
Ahead.
Huang Zhetian was refining Essence Blood.
On the ground, a gigantic pool.
Dug by Huang Zhetian himself.
The pool was twenty ters long, twenty ters wide.
Within the pool, black blood from the eagle and the tiger filled it, those two colossal creatures contributing an entire pool of blood.
Huang Zhetian stood by the pool, holding a gigantic tree trunk in his arms; the trunk was several hundred ters long, over ten ters wide, incredibly large.
The trunk was placed above the pool.
On the trunk, flas roared!!!
Furiously burning.
The black blood in the pool was boiling, sibilant with seething heat...
Boiling, the black blood in the pool was rapidly evaporating.
Though not present at the scene, the tens of thousands of martial cultivators present were still gulping down saliva.
The blood of two Black Level Monsters!
Drinking a mouthful would be a great fortune for any martial cultivator.
But Huang Zhetian possessed a whole pool.
And needed to refine it into Essence Blood to consu.
What kind of luxury is this?
Truly, even their eyes turned red with envy.
About an hour later.
The entire pool about to run dry.
The originally liquid black blood had turned into a thick, near-solid state.
The volu reduced by as much as 99%.
At the bottom of the pool, there remained only a few feet in each dinsion of thick, black Essence Blood Paste.
Huang Zhetian, satisfied, moved the still-burning gigantic tree trunk aside.
Jumped directly into the pool.
Then.
In the watchful eyes of countless people.
He began to eat.
Bite by bite.
It didn’t look appetizing, even sowhat disgusting.
However, as Huang Zhetian devoured it bite by bite, clearly, his aura was writhing, screeching, roaring, crashing.
Very unstable.
After consuming approximately a quarter.
Suddenly, Huang Zhetian’s eyes shone brightly, great joy, he stopped, and sat there cross-legged.
Soon.
Broke through.
Just like that, broke through effortlessly...
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