151: Spinal cord perfusion! My Iron Bull has finally grown into a well-proportioned body!

A brilliant golden liquid, thick as mercury, flowed slowly in the jade pool at the center of the altar. Every drop of Dragon Marrow contained a primal Origin capable of crushing the Void Realm. Due to the excessive energy density, extremely fine pitch-black cracks constantly appeared in the air around the pool—the spontaneous collapse of space on a physical level.

Gu Yang (Tie Niu) stood barefoot by the pool. At this moment, he was over two and a third meters tall, his muscles like writhing black-gold pythons. Dark purple divine runes flickered beneath his skin, exuding a primal and savage desire for destruction.

Because his Physical Body at the Early Stage of the Divine Demon Golden Body Third Turn had not yet fully adapted to this extreme mass, although he was visually striking, he appeared somewhat "bloated"—a sense of expansion caused by the body's inability to perfectly compress the material energy... "Fellow Daoist... the gravity here has already reached a hundred thousand times normal."

Saintess Feng Ni stood at the Dragon Bone entrance, her voice filled with terror. She could no longer take a single step forward and could only sacrifice her Natal Heavenly Phoenix Feather, which transformed into a fiery red light barrier to desperately protect her body. Even so, her slender bones were creaking, as if she would be torn to pieces by the gravity at the bottom of this abyss in the next second.

"Saintess sister, stay right there and don't move. I'll come out after I take a bath."

Gu Yang waved his hand without looking back. Then, he leaped, his entire body like a heavy piece of black iron, carrying a resolute Aura as he crashed into the pool of brilliant golden Dragon Marrow.

Plop!

The Dragon Marrow splashed, but it did not scatter like ordinary water. Instead, as if it were alive, it instantly bored into Gu Yang's pores... "Hiss—Ha!!"

The moment he entered the pool, Gu Yang let out a beast-like low growl.

This didn't feel like taking a bath; it felt like being struck simultaneously by hundreds of millions of primordial giant hammers. The viscous Ancestral Dragon Marrow surged through his pores into his Meridians, then frantically seeped into the depths of his bone marrow. Every cell in his body turned into a famished ghost at this moment, greedily devouring this primal blood Qi inherited from the birth of the Spirit Realm.

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the swallowed Ancestral Dragon Soul had not been immediately obliterated. It was still struggling frantically, letting out bursts of shrill curses.

"Lowly Human Race! You dare to desecrate the Ancestral Marrow with a mortal frame! I will turn your Primordial Spirit into nourishment for the Dragon Tomb!"

... "Old Dragon, your voice is still too loud."

Gu Yang snorted coldly in his Sea of Consciousness, and the Five Elements Great Millstone floating in the void instantly lit up with a blinding five-colored divine light.

"Since you've entered my stomach, you're my ingredients. For me—Grind!!"

The millstone rotated with a boom. Amidst the despairing screams of the Ancestral Dragon Soul, its originally proud dragon nature was crushed inch by inch by the overbearing will of the Divine Demon Golden Body. The shattered Dragon Soul's will did not harm Gu Yang; instead, it became a catalyst, helping his Physical Body accelerate the absorption of the Origin within the Dragon Marrow.

Just then, an extremely eerie scene occurred.

Gu Yang, who was originally as burly as a giant, actually began a marvelous change where his height decreased instead of increased under the continuous washing of the Ancestral Dragon Marrow... Crack! Crack!

That was the sound of bones undergoing a second forging under extreme pressure.

Gu Yang's two-meter-three height was being slowly and firmly compressed inward under the infusion of Dragon Marrow and the pressure of a hundred thousand times gravity. His originally bulging muscles began to become streamlined and tight. Every inch of his skin and membranes became increasingly refined under this "gravitational forging," even revealing a texture as warm and smooth as jade.

This was not becoming weaker, but the ultimate enhancement of "material density."

In the theory of the Divine Demon Golden Body, pursuing a massive physique was only an Elementary facade. The true Extreme Dao was to compress the mass of an entire star into the shell of an ordinary human. Only the smaller the volume and the higher the density, the purer the power of "Shattered Void" erupted... Time seemed to lose meaning deep within the Dragon Tomb.

For three days and three nights, the brilliant golden liquid in the Dragon Marrow pool dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Saintess Feng Ni, who had been struggling to stand at the entrance, was now dumbfounded. She watched helplessly as the originally coarse and wild "Tie Niu" constantly transformed within the golden light cocoon.

When the last drop of Dragon Marrow at the bottom of the pool was completely absorbed, the light cocoon exploded.

A gravitational wave strong enough to vibrate the air into a liquid state swept out from the center of the altar, shaking the surrounding hard Dragon Bone forest into dust... The dust settled.

A figure stood atop the altar.

He was about one meter eighty-five tall, with a well-proportioned and slender build, no longer possessing the previous "mountain of flesh" bloating. Were it not for his messy hair and the unmaskable domineering Aura between his brows, he would currently look more like a Young Master from a prestigious sect who had traveled for years.

His skin was as white as porcelain, but beneath it, dark purple dragon runes faintly flowed, exuding a pressure that made one dare not look directly at him.

Most terrifyingly, as he stood there, the black stone tiles beneath his feet did not shatter.

However, in the space three feet around him, tiny black hole vortices were constantly being generated—this was because his physical gravity had reached a critical point, causing space itself to be physically unable to support his existence... [Current Cultivation: Divine Demon Golden Body Third Turn (Middle Stage)] [Physique Adjustment: Physical mass compressed to the limit. Height: 1.86 meters (Normal State). Weight: 90 million jin.] [Combat Feedback: Physical defense increased by 300%, gravity control range expanded.]

"Whew..."

Gu Yang slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi. This single breath actually pierced through the Dragon Bone mountain range a thousand meters ahead, leaving behind a bottomless circular hole.

He looked down at his palm and clenched his fist. This sense of control was thousands of times stronger than the previous hollow sense of massiveness.

"Er Gou, do I look... much more proportionate than before this time?"

Gu Yang casually picked up Er Gou, who was hiding in a rock crevice in the distance. Er Gou had also undergone a mutation; its body had shrunk by a circle, its originally messy fur had become as smooth as drawn metal wire, and its pair of ghostly green eyes could even see through the folds of space.

"Awoo..." Er Gou licked Gu Yang's hand, appearing somewhat reverent... "Fellow Daoist Tie Niu... you... you are..."

Saintess Feng Ni finally dared to step forward. Looking at the man before her who even looked somewhat handsome but was actually a humanoid Tyrannosaurus, a sense of unprecedented absurdity arose in her heart.

Current Gu Yang, even if he just stood quietly in front of you, you could feel a terrifying suction from a high dimension of life, as if approaching him would cause your Primordial Spirit to be forcibly dragged out by his physical gravity.

"I'm fine, I just refined my previous hollow flesh into solid flesh."

Gu Yang grinned, and that honest smile looked extremely out of place on his handsome face.

He backhandedly gripped that hundred-meter-long Extreme Dao Heavy Hammer. Following his will, the War God's Will within the hammer resonated with the Dragon Marrow Origin. The long handle actually shrank accordingly, turning into a dark purple iron hammer about two meters long, which he casually shouldered... "Saintess sister, the wages have been collected. It's time to find the main course."

Gu Yang raised his head and looked deeply toward the giant bone altar at the very center of the Dragon Tomb.

According to the fragmented information he had just scavenged from the Ancestral Dragon Soul, the bottom layer of the Guixu Sea Eye, besides the Dragon Marrow, also suppressed a thing called the 'heart of guixu.' That was the ultimate key to opening the space-time tunnel to the 'Central Heaven Holy Region.'

Just then, an aged sigh came from the depths of the Dragon Tomb.

"Insatiable human... you have taken the Dragon Clan's marrow, and yet you still wish to peer into that taboo which should not be touched?"

An old man wearing tattered grey robes, with legs as rotten as withered wood, appeared at the side of the altar at some unknown time.

He leaned on a dragon spine staff. In his hollow eye sockets, two clumps of ghostly blue soul fire were jumping violently, staring fixedly at Gu Yang's nearly perfect physical shell... "Old man, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Gu Yang turned around, shouldering his heavy hammer, a playful cold smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

"Following me all the way from the City of Sin, your begging skills have really improved. Speak, do you want to collect the bath fee for these dead long-worms, or do you want to personally try if this new skin of mine... is resistant to a beating?"

The crazed old man let out a burst of extremely unpleasant laughter and tapped his long staff heavily.

"I have guarded this tomb for ten thousand years and have seen no fewer than eight or ten thousand Body Cultivators. You are the first anomaly who could achieve 'Vacuum Unity' at the Third Turn."

"But... the Third Turn is ultimately just the Third Turn. Do you know that what is buried beneath this Dragon Tomb is not just dragons, but also... the price of your Extreme Dao lineage's defeat... in the ancient era!"

As the old man's voice fell, the entire Dragon Bone plain began to vibrate violently.

The countless originally dead Dragon Bones, under the pull of that ghostly blue soul fire, actually seemed to receive some kind of summons and began to frantically converge toward the center, forming a thousand-zhang-tall—Bone Dragon Emperor Puppet!

... "The price?"

Gu Yang suddenly took a step forward.

As this step fell, there was no loud noise, but the space under a hundred thousand times gravity collapsed into a black pit beneath his feet.

In his eyes, a dark purple dragon shadow roared to life.

"My old man said, if you lose, you have to admit it; if you get beaten, you have to stand straight. But that's some ancient history, what does it have to do with me, Tie Niu?"

"I only know that since I've come today, the things at the bottom of this tomb, whether they are opportunities or prices..."

Gu Yang raised the two-meter-long dark purple heavy hammer, his voice like a great bronze bell, shattering the Dragon Bones for dozens of miles around.

"I'm taking them all! If you don't give them to me—I'll beat you until you do!"