72: Chapter 72 Refining Divine Blood, Absorbing Cultivation Techniques

After calming down, Hun Tiandi returned to the small cave from earlier, cut out a massive boulder, and blocked the cave entrance.

He left only a small vent to maintain air circulation between the inside and outside.

Having finished these minor tasks, Hun Tiandi took a deep breath and walked to the center of the cave, returning to the space with the pool where he had discovered the ten-thousand-year stone milk.

He sat cross-legged and calmed his agitated mind.

He pondered incessantly; he had not originally wanted to take this step, planning instead to use the one year of time away from the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion to search for traces of innate constitutions and gather information.

However, he had now brought a monstrous disaster upon himself, having used his trump card to annihilate those who had been hunting him all the way.

This involved the Starfall Pavilion, the Pill Tower, the Burning Flame Valley...

The Starfall Pavilion was ranked as a top-tier faction in the Central State on the surface, but behind it sat a colossus, the Flame Emperor, who was renowned throughout the Fighting Qi Continent.

Hun Tiandi felt no fear in his heart; he had killed the Young Pavilion Master of the Starfall Pavilion, as well as Old Li and his granddaughter, Li Huaner...

The Pill Tower, a top-tier faction in the Central Region of the Central State and an established force, had sent people to hunt him down crazily because of the Profound Ice Green Fire Pill formula, but they too had been annihilated by the Sword Talisman.

An elder-level expert from the Burning Flame Valley had fallen, as well as people from some superior factions in the Northern Region of Central State.

Under Hun Tiandi's actions, they were all wiped out, leaving not a single survivor.

Now, it was too late to spend time looking for other innate constitutions.

There was only one path left to take: Living Sacrifice.

He closed his eyes slightly, recalling the records of the Blood Scripture and the difficulties of cultivation in his mind.

Suddenly, Hun Tiandi's eyes snapped open. His hands began to form seals with lightning speed, and endless white light erupted from his body.

The white light resembled a holy lotus, crystalline and translucent, with individual runes dancing, intertwining and separating by turns.

Boom!

The next moment, Hun Tiandi's body shuddered violently. The white light energy gathered in front of him, and as each rune fell into it, the runes merged into the white sphere of light.

A cluster of glazed, holy flames was born, and the energy from the sky was drawn over.

Falling into the white energy sphere, it was calcined by the white flames, expelling the impurities from the energy and leaving only pure energy behind.

"Life-Bound Living Sacrifice, Activate!"

Suddenly, Hun Tiandi let out a low roar, his expression extremely solemn; the most important ritual had arrived.

"Ah..."

Hun Tiandi let out a miserable scream, finding himself fused with the white light sphere in front of him.

His body could not move, as if he were a sacrificial offering about to be sacrificed alive.

This path of Living Sacrifice harmed the harmony of heaven and was filled with too much baleful aura; he would not have used it if it were not necessary.

It harmed the harmony of heaven, but it did not harm human harmony.

Hum!

As Hun Tiandi was in seclusion, the white flame sphere in front of him drilled into his body, the intense pain causing his body to tremble incessantly.

He felt as though the flesh and bones all over his body were about to be burned to ashes.

He was burning within the firelight, his blood constantly evaporating, wisps of blood drilling into the white rune sphere.

Radiant light surged, shining with boundless brilliance!

If anyone were to see this terrifying scene, many would be horrified; even experts at the Dou Wang or Dou Huang level would feel a chill run through their entire bodies.

In the ancient era, there was a powerful race known as the Spirit Devouring Clan, which would absorb the Dou Di Bloodline of others, turn it to their own use, and constantly strengthen themselves, ensuring their own bloodline power always remained at its peak.

It must be known that during the ancient era, the Spirit Devouring Clan committed boundless bloody slaughters, leading many races to join forces and the entire world to rise up against them.

Only after paying a painful price were they able to exterminate the Spirit Devouring Clan.

Back then, the Hun Clan, one of the Ancient Eight Clans, had participated in that earth-shattering battle.

The leader of the Hun Clan had taken away a member of the Spirit Devouring Clan's royal bloodline, and secretly, the Void Swallowing Flame, ranked second among Heavenly Flames, melted down the Spirit Devouring Clan's bloodline talent.

Spirit Devouring!

After accepting the ability of the Spirit Devouring Clan, the Hun Clan secretly wiped out the Shi Clan, Ling Clan, Medicine Clan, and Xiao Clan.

Fortunately, the Xiao Clan was not completely extinct; some members of the Xiao Clan were preserved, staying far away from the Central State and hiding in the quiet, secluded Wutan City.

This allowed the Hun Clan's Dou Di Bloodline to always remain at its peak, without showing the slightest decline.

His blood was constantly being burned by the holy fire, evaporating along with it, turning into wisps of light that merged into the sphere.

When the wisps of pure Innate Divine Blood merged into the white energy sphere, it gradually turned pale red.

Sitting on the ground, the massive blood loss caused Hun Tiandi to radiate a sense of weakness, as if he might perish at any moment.

Swish...

Hun Tiandi beckoned with his hand, and ten drops of the ten-thousand-year stone milk from the small pool were grabbed into the air. He swallowed them, and the vigorous energy dispersed into his limbs and bones, nourishing his flesh and blood.

The blood deep within his bone marrow was constantly being nourished and strengthened.

His snow-white complexion became rosy, but before Hun Tiandi could rejoice, the newly created blood was subsequently burned by the white flames.

Immediately, wisps of Innate Divine Blood drilled into the gradually reddening energy ball.

It cycled back and forth continuously, taking several days until the reddening energy ball was completely filled.

This was something that had never happened before on the Fighting Qi Continent.

"Life-Bound Living Sacrifice, Sacrifice the Self!"

Although Hun Tiandi was weak, he was very happy in his heart.

Boom!

A cluster of scarlet light drilled into his body, glowing with red light; this was the divine object obtained by sacrificing himself.

This head-sized ball of red energy was formed after the sacrifice, by burning all his blood and refining the impurities contained within the blood.

It refined ordinary blood into pure Innate Divine Blood.

The Innate Divine Blood was not only full of energy but also contained divine essence. The next step was to use the secret method of the Blood Scripture to refine this cluster of Divine Blood, condensing it into Innate Divine Blood.

Hun Tiandi felt sighing and shocked in his heart; the power of this Purification Fire was so strong, yet he had prepared nothing.

He gritted his teeth and endured this intense burning pain.

He closed his eyes, his mind sinking into his body, and instantly arrived in a world filled with white light and flames, his meridians being tempered by the Purification Fire.

His body twitched incessantly, his muscles tensed, and blue veins like coiled dragons squirmed continuously.

His face was pale, devoid of any color.

Another ten drops of ten-thousand-year stone milk were swallowed into his abdomen, permeating deep into his bones, the power of the stone milk washing his marrow.

His blood marrow was frantically producing blood, and wisps of purified blood floated out of his body and merged into the red light sphere.

The crystalline Divine Blood contained terrifying energy; Hun Tiandi estimated preliminarily that if this cluster of Divine Blood energy were to explode.

Even an expert at the Dou Zong level would find it hard to escape, and there would only be one outcome: death.

The organs within his body beat with a weak frequency, and his life aura was extremely frail.

If not for the maintenance of the ten-thousand-year stone milk energy, at this moment, after tempering the blood, he would not have waited for the successful condensation of the Divine Blood.

He would have already perished.

After an unknown amount of time, once the blood marrow had successfully finished washing the marrow, the first step of the Life-Bound Living Sacrifice, under the tempering of the Purification Fire, was considered complete.

Hun Tiandi slowly opened his eyes, and his pitch-black eyes had lost their luster.

Now he had the energy of the ten-thousand-year stone milk to support the subsequent steps.

Waves of exhaustion like a rising tide washed over his body; Hun Tiandi bit the tip of his tongue to force himself to stay awake.

Once he fell into a deep sleep, his life would come to an end.

Next, it was time to refine the Innate Divine Blood, let it circulate through his meridians, improve his control over it, and become proficient with it.