The battle had given Mo Fan a huge shock. It allowed him to clearly understand how terrifying the Primordial Continent was. The battle between his body and his magic power had also given him a huge inspiration. It made him realize that magic treasures were just worldly possessions. His body and magic power were the only things that mattered. As long as his magic power was strong enough, he could defeat all magic with his strength.
The Sorcerer had already noticed Mo Fan's presence. In fact, he had already noticed Mo Fan when he was a few hundred kilometers away. However, Mo Fan was just an ant to them, so they did not take him seriously. The Sorcerer turned to look at Mo Fan after taking care of the Zhujian. His eyes were pitch-black, exuding an extremely cold killing intent. Mo Fan could not help but shudder.'Is this guy going to attack me?'
Roar!
However, another beast roar came from thousands of kilometers away. The Shaman was furious when he heard it. He ignored Mo Fan and strode away. The ground was shaking, just like Mo Fan's heart.
Mo Fan let out a long sigh after the Shaman left. It was too dangerous this time. If the Shaman did not look down on him, he would have lost his life here. However, it made Mo Fan very upset. He was even more eager to become stronger.
After making sure that the Shaman was far away, Mo Fan quickly approached the Zhujian's corpse. It was like a small mountain lying on the ground. It was extremely huge. Mo Fan's eyes were burning with rage. It was a Zhujian with the bloodline of a Divine Beast. If he could devour it, he would definitely gain a lot of strength.
He looked around, but he could not detect any signs of life. The battle between the Sorcerer and the Zhujian must have scared away all the beasts within a thousand miles. It was likely that no creatures would come here for the next few months. After all, no one would be like Mo Fan, foolishly coming here even though they knew that a powerful being was fighting. It was simply courting death. If it was not for the fact that Mo Fan was a weak human, he would have killed him with a slap.
However, wealth came from danger. Didn't he obtain the Zhujian's body now? The bodies of these divine beasts were almost all treasures. Their flesh and blood contained an incomparably huge amount of essence. If a mortal could eat one piece, it would be enough to become an immortal, comparable to divine medicine. Of course, the premise was that one could withstand the boundless essence. Otherwise, one could only explode and die.
Mo Fan did not dare to waste any more time. He activated the two devouring points on his hands and placed them on the Zhujian's body. He began to absorb its blood essence to strengthen himself.
As expected of a Divine Beast, its blood essence was extremely shocking. It was also a creature with a lot of mana when it was alive. Its blood essence was already incredibly powerful. Mo Fan's Constitution was rapidly strengthening. Fifty thousand pounds, sixty thousand pounds, seventy thousand pounds... Mo Fan's flesh and blood were transforming. His organs were also strengthening. Not only that, but his meridians had also expanded by more than ten times. He had already surpassed the limits of the human race.
99,000 jin, 99,100 jin…
It was very difficult to increase his Strength after passing the threshold of ninety thousand. Nine was the limit, but it was not perfect. After all, humans were good at intelligence, not strength. The advantage of humans was not their bodies, but Mo Fan was trying to do the opposite. He wanted his body to be as strong as an Ancient Divine Beast, so he was stuck at the limit of ninety thousand.
Mo Fan was not discouraged. He had only absorbed one-third of the Zhujian's body. At most, he would use the remaining two-thirds to break through the limit. With that thought in mind, he cast the Great Devouring Tactic to devour the Zhujian's blood essence. His skin became crystal clear, like a piece of beautiful jade, as if he had become a flawless body.
99,999 jin…100,000 jin!
Finally, when the Zhujian's body shrank by a third, Mo Fan's Strength reached a hundred thousand, which was equivalent to a young Divine Beast. He was almost at the Perfect Foundation Establishment Realm. Once he broke through to the Mortal Realm, his strength would increase exponentially. He was very happy. He had finally reached this stage after much effort, but he was not satisfied. He continued to devour the Zhujian's blood essence, and his strength continued to increase.
Although it was very slow, after breaking through the extreme, it was not that difficult to increase. At first, it increased by 1,000 pounds, and finally stopped at 108,000 pounds. After that, it could not continue because his physique had temporarily reached the limit. Unless he had magic power, he could continue to cleanse his body.
Mo Fan put away the Great Devouring Spell. He could feel the immense Divine Power surging in his body. He could not help but punch the ground. A loud bang echoed in the air, and a crack that was dozens of meters wide spread out. This was a desolate land, and a punch could create a crack that was dozens of meters wide. Even a Soul Formation Stage cultivator could not do such damage. In other words, even though Mo Fan had yet to reach the Mortal Realm, he had the ability to kill a Soul Formation Stage cultivator. Who knew how many people would be shocked.
After all, Mo Fan was a human, not a Divine Beast cub.
Mo Fan looked at the Zhujian's body after he was done testing his Divine Power. It was still about a third of its original size, which weighed tens of thousands of pounds. Since he could no longer strengthen his body, he might as well bring it back to the tribe. If they could eat the flesh of a Divine Beast, their bodies would improve greatly. Mo Fan had no family in this world, and it was the tribe that provided him with protection and warmth. He would never forget that.
At the thought of this, he immediately picked up the remaining Zhujian's body and rushed towards the tribe. If it was before, he definitely wouldn't be able to move it. However, now, he could easily move it. If anyone saw this, they would definitely be shocked. A two or three-year-old child who was less than half a meter tall was actually carrying a piece of meat that weighed tens of thousands of pounds. This was simply too exaggerated.
It took Mo Fan an entire night to cover the distance of a few hundred kilometers. He was carrying something that weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, and he could not ride on clouds. It was already shocking enough to cover a distance of several hundred kilometers in one night. However, he was shocked when he returned to the tribe. There was a tombstone at the entrance of the tribe. The name on it was Mo Fan. He was speechless. He was not dead yet, so why was there a tombstone?
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