367: Chapter 367 Refining Sword Blood, Tempering Sword Bones

Hiss!

Immediately, blood sprayed from his entire body, covering the ground and staining the bluestone. The surging power of the Innate Sword Blood within his body was in a riot.

"Hehehe, the Sword Intent has already been defeated; how could mere Sword Blood possibly turn the tables!"

Hun Tiandi said in a deep voice. With a thought, he began to activate the Blood Scripture.

The moment the cultivation technique circulated, the Dou Qi in his body flowed slowly. Blood-colored Dou Qi enveloped the Innate Sword Blood and moved along the paths of the technique.

The golden Sword Blood seemed to possess sentience, resisting the violent rush of Dou Qi. Soul power surged into his body, forming a web of souls, opening a gap to release a wisp of Sword Blood.

"Blood Scripture, devour it for me!"

Guiding the flow through his meridians and concentrating his mind, he devoted all his efforts to refining the Innate Sword Blood. Gold and blood-red colors swirled around him, at times the blood-red color surging violently, and at other times the gold shining brilliantly.

He dared not relax in the slightest, as the surging Dou Qi circulated, tempering his limbs and bones.

However, the Sword Blood was peerlessly sharp; every inch it advanced through his meridians brought bone-eroding pain, as if he were being sliced by a thousand knives.

Hmph!

Even with his firm mind, he could not help but let out a muffled groan. However, this pain was not without its rewards, as wherever the Dou Qi wrapped in Sword Blood passed...

...wisps of golden, mysterious runes fused into his meridians and bones, engraving themselves onto his skeleton, natural and perfect, as if they had always been one.

The sternum that had originally been tempered by Sword Intent was continuously transforming under the nourishment of the Sword Blood.

"This is... Sword Bone? Sword Blood tempering Sword Bone?" Hun Tiandi was pleasantly surprised. Ever since the dragon bone in his back had finished tempering, he had begun working on the sternum, but progress had been extremely slow.

He had not expected that refining the Sword Blood would actually be able to temper his bones and accelerate the smelting of the Sword Bone.

After the first wisp of Innate Sword Blood was refined, streams of pure energy merged into his Dou Qi and poured into his rotating vortex.

Boom!

It was as if the vortex had taken a tonic; its volume grew, and the Source of the Blood God at its deepest core, like a hungry glutton, boomed as it absorbed this pure Dou Qi.

"Come again. With the Sword Blood being refined, it truly lives up to the name Innate Sword Body!"

Hun Tiandi sighed in his heart. The soul web released a wisp of Sword Blood; this golden Sword Blood was like a golden divine sword, charging barbarically toward his meridians.

Hiss!

Blood from within his body sprayed out through his pores. Hun Tiandi, sitting cross-legged, was now a bloodied figure, with the area within one foot of him turned into blood.

He refined it with all his might, strengthening himself.

Miss Xiao Yuer stood in a standoff with Yun Xiao. Because she was wary of his strength, she did not make a move.

Yun Xiao also couldn't be bothered to fight. He drank his Spirit Wine, but remained vigilant of his surroundings; the safety of His Majesty was paramount.

Swish!

Just at this moment, a figure sped over from the distance, pink wings on his back flapping incessantly, carrying a howling wind.

When the energy dissipated, revealing the true face of the person, it was the Joyous Douhuang of the Hehuan Sect.

"You... Miss Xiao Yuer?" The Joyous Douhuang's gaze fell upon Miss Xiao Yuer, a flash of fiery heat crossing his eyes. This woman's noble temperament was like poison, deeply attracting him.

Miss Xiao Yuer turned her head to look at the Joyous Douhuang, gave him a look of disgust, and then turned back to stare at the cave behind Yun Xiao.

"Who exactly is inside the cave?" she murmured softly.

"Hmm? It's you?" The Joyous Douhuang glanced at Yun Xiao. He was quite wary of this person's strength, or perhaps one could even say he was terrified.

Previously outside the ruins, it was this person who had severely injured him with a single palm strike. If he hadn't used the seawater to escape, he might have been on the verge of death long ago.

Ancient trees towered, and a waterfall cascaded down, hanging in mid-air like a sheet of white cloth.

The space rippled slightly, and Mu Qingluan stepped out from the void, gazing at this valley with knitted brows.

"It should be here..."

Mu Qingluan flipped her hand to take out a map, observing it carefully, and finally discovered a trace of something unusual: behind the waterfall, there was a cave.

Her figure moved, stepping through the void as she walked toward the waterfall. With a casual wave of her hand, the pouring waterfall split apart, revealing a cave one person high. With a flash of light, she disappeared from where she stood.

Inside the passage, Mu Qingluan's beautiful eyes flickered; the dark light had absolutely no effect on her.

The passage was extremely long. After walking for half an hour, the space before her eyes became vast.

A coiled stone dragon statue stood there, its imposing presence magnificent, emitting a terrifying aura. The entire dragon statue was grayish-white, with only a pair of dragon eyes that were golden.

They were like two golden pearls, illuminating the stone cave.

"It really is... True Dragon Blood?" Mu Qingluan was extremely excited. She had finally found it. This was an excellent opportunity to break the shackles of her Feiluan Tribe's magical beast bloodline.

Two days ago, Mu Qingluan had inadvertently found a treasure box in a side hall and discovered an ancient map inside.

It recorded the True Dragon Blood!

She had been searching in secret, and today, she had finally gained something.

She slowly raised her right hand, turning her palm into a claw. An aura of terrifying suction erupted from her palm, drawing one of the golden dragon eyes into her hand.

Immediately, she swallowed it impatiently and sat down cross-legged.

Ah...

Mu Qingluan let out a cry of pain. The True Dragon Blood she had swallowed was rushing violently within her body. When she tried to circulate her Dou Qi to forcibly suppress it, it instead triggered a fierce resistance from the True Dragon Blood.

Golden light flowed over her entire body, actually slowly enveloping Mu Qingluan's delicate body, forming a golden fetal cocoon, with mysterious runes flickering upon it.

The True Dragon Blood permeated the depths of her bloodline, undergoing the deepest level of transformation.

In the valley.

Liu Ling had already tempered the Horned Dragon blood and, under his manipulation, fused it into that paste-like mass of medicinal herbs.

He began the true pill condensation; this step was extremely important.

His hand seals changed incessantly, struck into the medicine cauldron. A deep green medicinal pill was rotating, solidifying within the hand seals.

With a thought, he urged the terrifying temperature of the Sun True Fire to calcine it, stabilizing it at a constant temperature. The rest could be left to time.

Hu!

He let out a soft breath. This non-stop refining of medicinal liquid day and night had consumed a great deal of his Dou Qi and mental energy.

He activated the Qingyang Fire Control Technique, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth to restore his own Dou Qi.

"Elder Liu..." Qing Yue said worriedly. Liu Ling's eyes were filled with bloodshot veins. He revealed a bitter smile and slowly spoke.

"Girl, it's nothing!" he comforted her.

Mei Niang also breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried about both the medicinal pill and that Elder Mo Yun would bring people to cause trouble.

Now, they were truly approaching success.

At the place where Hun Tiandi was in seclusion, there was no change, but within his body, earth-shattering changes were taking place; the tempering of his sternum had already been completed.

Every inch of bone was imprinted with mysterious runes, emitting an aura of sharpness.

Sixty percent of the Innate Sword Blood within his body had been refined. The aura within his body was like a sleeping beast, as if waiting for the moment of awakening.

The Blood Scripture was circulating crazily, accelerating the refinement of the Sword Blood.

Suddenly, a change occurred within his body. After completing thirty-six cycles, the path of the cultivation technique changed, and a pattern ten times more profound and complex than a Xuan-tier high-grade technique emerged.

The Dou Qi flowed along the new path, and the speed of refinement was ten times faster than before.

"The cultivation technique has leveled up, Earth-tier?" He felt neither joy nor sorrow in his heart; he would just have to see what grade of Earth-tier it would evolve into after all the Innate Sword Blood was refined.

Focusing his mind on the new path, he adapted to it.

After completing one cycle, the surging Dou Qi tempered the Sword Bone. His body had been tempered into a Sword Bone, with only his limbs and skull remaining.

Hun Tiandi cautiously chose his right hand. Guided by his Dou Qi, the sharp Sword Blood moved toward his right arm, sending out waves of pain.

He had already adapted to the tempering of Sword Qi, and his strengthened bones contained vigorous energy.