Fang Han sat cross-legged on the bed. He put his hands together and willed.
The Monster Heart Blood in the space floated in the air and then entered Fang Han's body.
The blood in Fang Han's body seemed to boil as his heart's blood fused with it.
Fang Han gritted his teeth. He really did not expect that refining the Heart's Blood would be so painful.
He had never been in so much pain in his life.
His blood was boiling, burning his meridians.
Balls of Qi and blood rolled out and enveloped Fang Han's body.
As time passed, his blood essence boiled more and more, and it expanded rapidly.
Fang Han's Vitality was also increasing rapidly. In a short while, his Vitality had increased by about 30%.
If his Vitality was 1000cal previously, his Vitality now was at least 1300cal.
This was a huge improvement.
Especially for a top internal refiner like Fang Han, every bit of progress was a significant improvement.
In the room next door, Ninth Uncle had not fallen asleep when he felt the powerful aura of the room next door.
There were also some strange sounds.
Ninth Uncle was very curious. He got out of bed and went to Fang Han's room.
The door was closed, so he couldn't knock. Just as he was about to leave, he saw the window open a crack.
She happened to see Fang Han through the crack.
Ninth Uncle peeked through the crack and saw Fang Han sitting cross-legged, seemingly regulating his breathing.
The surface of his body was enveloped by a blood-red aura.
"What a powerful aura."
Ninth Uncle was shocked by Fang Han's Vitality.
He could sense Fang Han's exuberant Qi and blood, but this was the first time he had seen Fang Han's powerful aura being released without reservation.
Blood Qi was like smoke.
This was definitely not a realm that ordinary martial artists could reach.
Fang Han was definitely a martial artist who had achieved success in cultivation. His cultivation was not inferior to his.
Ninth Uncle regretted it again.
He realized that he had been regretting it all this time.
If he had known that Fang Han was so talented in martial arts that he could become an Internal Refiner so easily, he would have definitely taken Fang Han as his disciple.
Unfortunately, regret was useless.
Ninth Uncle didn't want to see Fang Han again, so he prepared to leave, lest his heart ached more and more.
However, at this moment, Fang Han's blood boiled again, even forming a blood-red dragon.
The blood-red dragon was only two meters long, but it was already very powerful in terms of Vitality.
"This, this…"
Ninth Uncle happened to see this scene and was dumbfounded. He stuck his head out and pointed at Fang Han, not knowing what to say.
After a long time, Ninth Uncle finally spat out a sentence.
"Blood Qi like a dragon."
Blood Qi like a dragon was a realm that only misled experts could reach.
He was definitely a top martial arts genius to be able to make his Qi and blood like a dragon before becoming a grandmaster.
Since ancient times, the most famous martial arts genius was the Western Chu Conqueror Xiang Yu.
When Xiang Yu was very young, he had already been able to have the Qi and blood of a dragon. That was why he was able to charge forward and was called the Overlord.
Ninth Uncle really did not expect that in this world, in the Age of Chaos, there was actually someone who could have blood and Qi like a dragon.
It was still the young man who had been rejected by him.
Sad and regretful.
Ninth Uncle gritted his teeth and turned to leave.
He didn't want to continue watching. The more he watched, the more sad he felt. The blow was too great.
Not long after Ninth Uncle left, Fang Han's Qi and blood calmed down.
The blood in his body was no longer boiling.
Fang Han took a deep breath.
"Damn it, it hurts too much. I've never suffered so much in my life.”
Fang Han could not bear the torturous pain just now.
Fortunately, the results were astonishing.
He could clearly sense that his strength had become stronger, and his Vitality had increased by about five levels.
With just a raise of his hand, he carried a force of tens of thousands of pounds and could casually blow up a large rock.
He was already a genius martial artist to begin with, invincible among his peers.
Now, his blood essence was like a dragon.
Now, even if Old Master Ren came, he could kill him in an instant.
Unless Great-grandfather Ren evolved, he would need at least a bronze-armored corpse to be able to compete with him.
Fang Han felt a little tired and decided to lie down to rest. There was still some time before midnight.
Old Master Ren did not come so early.
At the same time, inside the cave.
Great-grandfather Ren was lying on the ground. Right in front of him were bells and other magical artifacts.
There was also a square-faced middle-aged man who was casting a spell and chanting incantations non-stop.
This middle-aged man was the son of the Feng Shui master.
Thirty years ago, Ren Fa had taken a fancy to the Fengshui Master's Fengshui treasure land and wanted to take it by force.
Because of the Feng Shui Master's rejection, Ren Fa threatened and bribed him.
In the end, the Feng Shui Master compromised, but he also hated Ren Fa because of this and kept thinking of ways to take revenge.
The purpose of his return this time was to take revenge. He wanted to exterminate Ren Fa's family.
He…
The feng shui master suddenly shouted, picked up a bowl of blood, and poured it all into Great-grandfather Ren's mouth.
"Drink it, drink it all. This is the blood of your loved ones. Drink them and you will become stronger.”
Great-grandfather Ren kept swallowing. As he drank a large amount of blood, Great-grandfather Ren's aura became stronger and stronger.
His skin started to change.
His originally ashen skin gradually turned bronze, and his originally ferocious expression gradually changed.
It was no longer as terrifying as before. In fact, there was even a hint of blood.
Great-grandfather Ren's eyes also changed. He could not see anything before, but now his eyes had regained their light.
"It's not enough. Ninth Uncle, that old thing, is very powerful. Just this bit of strength is not enough.”
The Feng Shui Master muttered to himself and took out a bead from a jar at the side.
Looking at the green bead, the Feng Shui master's eyes were filled with nostalgia, but he was more reluctant to part with it.
After a long time, the Feng Shui Master's eyes were filled with determination. Then, he took out a green bead and placed it in Great-Grandfather Ren's mouth.
"This is a demon core that I obtained. It's very rare. I hope you can become stronger and take revenge for me.”
In order to take revenge, the Feng Shui Master had paid a huge price.
A single demon core was worth a fortune. If one were to hire some alchemists, they could refine a pill.
However, in order to take revenge, this was the only way.
Great-grandfather Ren swallowed the demon core in one gulp, and the corpse aura on his body kept rolling.
Black fog shrouded the area, and Corpse Qi soared into the sky.
His originally bronze skin had turned into a golden bronze color.
"That's great! A Bronze-Armored Corpse, and the strongest one at that! I'll definitely take revenge!”
(I will continue to beg for your support.）
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