75: Chapter 75 Dissecting the Dragon Corpse, Forging a Banner from Dragon Skin

Time passed, uncounted.

After the Innate Divine Blood within his body had evolved and been consumed by the Blood Scripture, the route map for the Blood Scripture technique became extremely intricate and complex.

Inside the cave, Hun Tiandi sat down cross-legged with difficulty, his slightly pale complexion gradually turning rosy.

"It has evolved successfully, hasn't it?"

Hun Tiandi murmured inwardly, his consciousness turning inward, passing through the meridians of his entire body, and immediately settling upon the vortex in his lower abdomen.

Upon scanning it, he was shocked.

Before him, the rotating blood-colored vortex was not only ten times larger than before, but the blood-colored fighting qi flowing within it was clearly of a quality far superior to the previous non-golden fighting qi.

Perhaps because it had completely consumed the Innate Divine Blood, the blood-colored fighting qi contained traces of mysterious power.

If the heart of samsara had not intervened at the critical moment, relying solely on the technique's own evolution, he would have suffered severe injuries even if he had succeeded.

The combat power of the flowing blood-colored fighting qi would become terrifying.

On the Fighting Qi Continent, the gap between the grades of cultivation techniques is very obvious, depending on several points:

The first is the volume of fighting qi the vortex can contain; in battle, if two people have the same level of strength...

...the difference is that one practices a Huang-grade technique, while the other practices a Xuan-grade technique.

Then the person practicing the Xuan-grade technique will have more enduring combat power, far surpassing the person with the Huang-grade technique.

The second is the difference in the quality of the fighting qi; under equal strength, if the person practicing the Xuan-grade technique requires one strand of fighting qi, and the condensed fighting qi is purer...

...then the person practicing the Huang-grade technique would need ten or even more strands of fighting qi.

Only then could they narrow or bridge the gap between the two.

The third is the efficiency during cultivation; with equal strength, the person practicing the Xuan-grade technique absorbs heaven and earth energy faster and more efficiently, while the person practicing the Huang-grade technique is much weaker.

With all these factors gathered, on the Fighting Qi Continent, when initially choosing a cultivation technique, everyone would practice a high-grade technique.

The advantages naturally manifest.

The higher the grade of the cultivation technique, the more benefits it brings.

Therefore, countless experts rush forward one after another for powerful techniques, stirring up bloody storms on the Fighting Qi Continent; who knows how many masters have fallen in life-and-death battles over cultivation techniques...

Staring at the spacious and condensed blood-colored vortex, it felt like a small lake.

With a thought, a wisp of blood-colored fighting qi immediately surged out of the vortex, then flowed through the meridians, the circulation of fighting qi.

Hun Tiandi clearly perceived the powerful strength radiating from within his body.

Gradually rising, climbing to the peak.

His consciousness observed the new route of the fighting qi flow and discovered that the technique's route after evolution had become complex and mysterious.

The time required to circulate the fighting qi through the technique for one cycle was much less.

The fighting qi within his body became increasingly condensed, ready at any moment to reveal its edge and shatter the enemies blocking his path.

"Hehehe, success!"

Feeling the surging power within his body, he took a deep breath, feeling more and more how terrifying the Blood Scripture technique was.

"Since the Blood Scripture can evolve and successfully consume innate constitutions, in the future, as Hun Tiandi cultivates while searching for innate constitutions, the evolution of the Blood Scripture represents that the potential limit of this technique is very high. At the same time, Hun Tiandi's future path also holds infinite possibilities..."

Hun Tiandi opened his eyes, a flash of blood-colored light appearing in them; having gone through life and death, he could not help but sigh.

He circulated the fighting qi within his body, and in the blink of an eye, a perfect blood-colored fighting qi gauze appeared on Hun Tiandi's body, and a fierce aura erupted.

The blood-colored fighting qi surged, and Hun Tiandi looked at the blood-colored fighting qi on his body, revealing a faint smile.

He clenched his fist and struck out, slamming it hard against the stone wall.

Rumble!

With a muffled sound, Hun Tiandi's arm smashed a large pit, and with a slight vibration, a hidden force erupted from his fist.

"Crack!" A sound of shattering rang out, and dense, tiny cracks appeared on the stone wall, which instantly exploded.

He withdrew his arm, feeling the circulation speed of the fighting qi within his body and the effect of the eruption.

"Xuan-grade intermediate."

He exhaled softly, a satisfied smile appearing on his handsome face.

Hun Tiandi was happy in his heart, looking at how the Blood Scripture had successfully evolved since consuming the Innate Divine Blood.

From Huang-grade low-level, he had jumped directly into Xuan-grade intermediate; in between, he had almost improved by one and a half levels.

"Although it proves that the Blood Scripture can evolve, this evolution requires vast amounts of energy, but innate constitutions are hard to find. If one is found again, the energy problem will no longer be a problem..."

Hun Tiandi muttered to himself, putting away the fighting qi gauze on his body.

"It's just that this Blood Scripture is too terrifying and strange; I wonder which fierce person created it. Back then, the heart of samsara passed..."

Hun Tiandi was shocked, both loving and hating the Blood Scripture, and even more interested in its creator.

"Preparing to activate, Blood God Body."

Hun Tiandi stepped toward the small pool of ten-thousand-year stone milk, pondering inwardly.

He immediately sat down cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and with a thought, drove the refined Innate Divine Blood toward the dragon bone in his back, seeping into the white bone and penetrating toward the depths.

The dragon bone was as white as jade, as straight and tall as an ancient green bamboo, section by section, standing upright between heaven and earth, supporting the body so it would not fall.

The entire dragon bone was like a true dragon, radiating an inexplicable majesty.

Boom!

His consciousness, carrying the Innate Divine Blood, faced a boundless world, unable to see the end, billowing with black smoke.

A heaven-shaking roar, as if the world were being created anew, reenacting the earth, wind, water, and fire; cracks a hundred feet wide appeared in the world, crisscrossing.

Underground magma erupted like heads of fire snakes, and the Innate Divine Blood transformed into a blood-colored true dragon, with his consciousness circling above the dragon's head.

Roar!

Suddenly, the blood-colored true dragon let out a dragon roar that shook the heavens and earth, resounding through this black-smoke-filled world.

"Physical body seal?"

Hun Tiandi looked down at the mysterious runes below; each rune seemed to have spirituality, weaving into chains that were constantly changing.

The dragon roar vibrated, and it opened its mouth to spit out innate qi, like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens, submerging Hun Tiandi's physical body.

"Damn it, it hurts too much!"

Hun Tiandi's body trembled; imagine just having molten iron poured directly onto your body, and this pain magnified tens of thousands of times—the innate qi entering his body was like torture.

It incessantly washed over the rune chains of his physical body, the innate constitution drilling into his flesh, and finally sinking into the marrow sea.

Boom!

When the innate qi permeated his physical body, it seemed to encounter resistance, emitting a roaring sound and frantically impacting his physical body.

The blood-colored true dragon roared, seemingly enraged, spraying out an even larger stream of innate qi, frantically colliding and washing away the seal.

Crack!

From the deepest part of Hun Tiandi's body, a sound of shattering emerged, and his body erupted with powerful energy fluctuations.

The originally solid rune chains were completely broken by the innate qi.

Roar!

The blood-colored true dragon roared, suddenly detaching from his consciousness and drilling into the broken black qi; wisps of black qi were washed clean as the Innate Divine Blood rushed into the marrow sea.

Inside the cave.

Hun Tiandi sat cross-legged, his body permeated by the flow of innate qi, his physical blood and qi transforming from bright red to crystalline blood-color, the blood qi pure as jade.

Radiating the aura of the Nether Blood Sea.

The Innate Divine Blood in the marrow sea, the frenzied Innate Divine Blood, cleansed his physical body; the crystalline jade-like blood qi dispersed into his limbs and bones, flowing into every inch of flesh and bone.

Innate Divine Blood, tempering the physical body.

Upon breaking the physical seal and activating the Blood God Body, the strength of his body increased by at least three times.

This time, Hun Tiandi activated the Blood God Body, his body transforming as if it were a rebirth.

Now, his physical body was terrifyingly strong.

His blood and qi were as vigorous as a young ferocious beast, as vast as the ocean.

Hun Tiandi opened his eyes, shooting out two beams of blood-colored light, exhaled a breath of turbid air, clenched his fist lightly, and felt the power to destroy mountains and split seas.

However, this was just an illusion from the sudden surge in power; it would subside once fully integrated.