One more catty, one more attribute point

As the will of the Blood Realm dissipated, the Taibola Volcano became somewhat tainted by the chaotic powers from the outside world. Moreover, since this place was the main site for the ritual set up by the Ming Daoist, continuing to cultivate here in seclusion was somewhat inappropriate.

Swoosh!

Crossing the Mythical Battlefield and entering the midst of the Blood Realm.

The power swirling around Su Heng howled, and without any pause, he sped towards the depths of the Blood Realm.

He stopped in a valley within the Northern Continent, surrounded by blood-red crystals, sat cross-legged on the ground, and then his body rapidly expanded amidst a rumbling sound as he followed his heart's intentions.

In the blink of an eye.

Su Heng returned to his original form, standing over seventy meters tall.

Thick armor covered his body, and dark, feather-like thorns grew densely all over him.
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As Su Heng inhaled and exhaled large amounts of air, the temperature of the air outside increased sharply.

The entire valley felt like an enormous furnace, causing the surrounding blood-red crystals to crack and show signs of melting.

Desolation surrounded him.

All the renowned and powerful demons of the Blood Realm had been thoroughly cleansed.

Although it was just a randomly chosen place for seclusion, there were no concerns about being disturbed.

Returning to his original form, he made some adjustments.

Su Heng quickly entered a state of cultivation.

As he cultivated the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill to the Ninth Layer, his Second Heart underwent transformation.

Many organs in his body were also strengthened, with the most notable change occurring in his stomach, the core of the digestive system.

Ever since he truly embarked on the path of cultivation and in order to acquire more Attribute Points, Su Heng had intentionally enhanced his digestive capabilities.

And now, he had reached a brand-new realm.

His monstrous stomach was no longer made of mere flesh and blood; it had become a nuclear reactor filled with high-temperature fluid.

The blood and flesh of the Demon Gods contained nutrients precious for Martial Artists.

But they were not easy to digest.

Not only was their hardness beyond that of metal and stone.

But they also contained numerous toxins harmful to the human body and even impeding cultivation.

And so, even some strong Earth Immortals capable of hunting Demon Gods alone in the land of eternal life or the Mythical Battlefield couldn't boost their strength swiftly through such means. To address this problem, 'Immortal Chefs' specializing in the preparation of Demon Blood and Flesh even emerged within the Zhou Dynasty and certain Immortal Sects.

However, Su Heng never needed to worry about such issues.

On one hand, with the enhancement from his attribute panel, his constitution was special, definitely invulnerable to all poisons.

On the other hand, the moment the Demon God Blood and Flesh entered Su Heng's stomach, they were instantly broken down into basic energy particles and further digested and absorbed in the intestines.

Within Su Heng's Flesh Furnace.

Initially piled up like a mountain, the Demon God Blood and Flesh.

Now, with Su Heng digesting with all his effort, these pieces of flesh were visibly reducing at a rapid rate.

The space inside the Flesh Furnace once again became empty.

But in exchange, it resulted in another increase in Su Heng's stature as well as further advancement of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill.

"Huff..."

With a long exhalation of stale air, the last crystal-like miniature biological reactor inside Su Heng's body also successfully condensed.

His body blurred for a moment, the space around him twisted, clouds of black smoke billowed upwards, obscuring the sky, and then the released energy quickly stabilized.

Su Heng calculated with his fingers.

This seclusion had taken about exactly seven days.

Looking around, as expected, a young-looking Dragon Guard had been waiting here early on.

The valley had already been destroyed by the waste heat unintentionally expelled from Su Heng's body during his cultivation. The blood-red crystals were destroyed, and the surrounding rock walls bore traces of flowing molten lava.

The Dragon Guard was enveloped in a hazy light formed by the power.

Although these super soldiers, cultivated from Su Heng's own blood, had a natural resistance against high temperatures and radiation.

To be able to stand before Su Heng in such conditions, even among the ranks of Dragon Guards, was clearly exceptional.

"Your name is..."

Looking at the young Dragon Guard's face, Su Heng immediately remembered, "Pang Xuan."

"Master!"

Excitement immediately appeared on Pang Xuan's face.

When he had followed Su Heng in quelling the Demon Country, Pang Xuan had fought alongside him.

He had not expected that after such a long time, his master would still remember his name, which flattered and surprised him.

Pang Xuan first bowed in salute, then suppressing the heat of his emotions, he stated his purpose, "The Ming Daoist sent me to notify you, the ritual is ready."

"Is that so?"

An enlightened expression appeared on Su Heng's face, "I understand."

Crack!

He moved slightly.

The layer of dust that had solidified on his body cracked rapidly, large pieces falling off.

Scintillating scales were exposed amidst the twisted air, which at first glance appeared dark and mysterious, but as Su Heng moved, golden light simmered in between the scales.

Roaring thunder echoed from the heavens.

Dark clouds gathered.

Thick smoke rose like a giant pillar, further forming a howling gale through the sucking motion.

After absorbing sufficient nutrients and completely replenishing the transformation of his Second Heart.

Su Heng's stature had grown further, now reaching eighty meters.