邪神之道 B1

All Hope Is Lost

"Success!"

Raising his arms Ye Gui Feng shouts. By now all of the ghostly bodies outside have already vanished and their magic energy has all been absorbed into his body causing his cultivation base to be raised to the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

"...Uh!?"

A tremor runs through Ye Gui Feng's body as stands back up. His body had seemingly become as stiff as a corpse as his hands slowly moved to cover his chest.

Ye Gui Feng's expression is rather unsightly as he seems to be bearing some kind of excruciating pain.

"Ah... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Blood abruptly bursts out of his pores as a bloodcurdling scream comes from Ye Gui Feng's mouth!

Xiao Ju Hong hugs onto Ye Gui Feng from the front as the red chrysanthemum shines bright red. It begins to suck away the blood stains that have soaked Ye Gui Feng's clothes.

Something had seemingly grown out from within Ye Gui Feng's body and behind his waist something strange had just stabbed out of the flesh.

Suffering from this unbearable pain Ye Gui Feng continues to scream loudly.

Outside of the dark palace all eyes look on in shock. The lich was included within this as it turns back to stare behind itself.

[Wh-What technique does that brat cultivate in?]

The lich had noticed that there was a type of abnormality to Ye Gui Feng's cultivation method that directly takes in the magic energy of the undead into one's own body but the lich didn't think it would cause such a scene.

"Was that lich guarding someone who was in the midst of making a breakthrough?"

"What is that thing?"

There was a massive dark figure behind the dark palace. It was difficult to tell what it was. But it had a teardrop shape to itself.

"...!"

Somewhere far from the Nine Dragons' Vault Xie Mo Xin abruptly stand up from his seated positioned. He was currently within a lavish pavilion filled with dense magic energy. Behind his back is an altar with a small incense burning cauldron.

"Xiao Feng!"

The imprint that Xie Mo Xin had left on Ye Gui Feng prior to his leave tells him that his disciple had reached a critical junction in their cultivation.

"Tch."

Xie Mo Xin clicks his tongue and begins to make his way out of the pavilion to leave.

Although Xie Mo Xin was not going to interfere with Ye Gui Feng's current situation he must still see the boy for himself to determine what type of physique Ye Gui Feng had awakened to.

There are various Heavenly Demon physiques and there are different methods to cultivate each one them.

"..."

As blood continuously sprays out of his pores Ye Gui Feng loses all of his strength to scream. The red chrysanthemum would absorb all the blood as it nourishes itself while releasing a calming aroma that gradually makes Ye Gui Feng loses his sense of pain.

Gradually Ye Gui Feng's entire body goes numb and even lifting up just a single finger felt difficult. Without Xiao Ju Hong holding him up he would have already fallen over.

Time passes, an hour, two hours, three hours, and upon the fourth hour a sense of strange comfort courses through the body of Ye Gui Feng.

The object that had grown out of the back of his waist seemingly opens and closes.