As ti passed by, with continuous accumulation, it was no longer a simple small number.
Even for a glutton like Su Heng, the assistance in his cultivation was quite evident.
His thoughts moved slightly.
He directly imrsed his spiritual power into the bracelet.
Then he slightly released authority, with the white light descending warmly.
Stored in the bracelet, the mountainous Blood Food, like snow eting the blazing sun, disappeared at a rate visible to the naked eye.
After a short while, Su Heng belched satisfyingly, a content expression on his face. Having replenished the energy needed for daily cultivation, Su Heng did not delay; a secret door in the temple opened, and he stepped forward, his body vanishing into the tangible darkness behind it. When he reappeared, he was already in the Magma Cave beneath Taibola Volcano.
Su Heng first adjusted his spirit.
Then he focused his attention, flipping his palm.
The Dragon Cocoon obtained from the Outer Sea suddenly appeared out of nowhere, floating in midair.
After rging with the essence left by the Gu God, the Dragon Cocoon seed to have regained so spiritual wisdom, and was no longer resisting Su Heng's power. It was like a sickly girl, very obedient.
First, he retrieved the spiritual power attached to the Dragon Cocoon.
Without restraint, the Dragon Cocoon began to erode and transform the environnt around it.
Threads of mist erged in the void and quickly thickened over ti.
In less than half a quarter of an hour, this mist solidified into substance, clinging to the protruding stone pillars like layers of spider webs. The Dragon Cocoon, supported by a massive amount of white silk, hovered in midair, emitting an intermittent glow, with the dragon-shaped silhouette inside faintly visible during the process.
Su Heng synchronized his spiritual power with the Dragon Cocoon.
Then his gaze turned stern.
His body began to swell, transforming in the blink of an eye into a huge beast resembling Demon Mountain.
The bronze-like scorching majesty spread out evenly, causing the entire Taibola Volcano to tremble slightly, its magma beginning to boil.
To make the Dragon Cocoon redevelop a complete vitality was not an easy task. Su Heng did not have absolute confidence, so he gave it his all. First, he adjusted his condition to its peak, and then two brilliant golden lights burst forth from his eyes, his Scale Armor quivered slightly, producing loud noises of clashing steel.
Bang!
Su Heng's thoughts moved slightly.
He released the Origin of the Descender imprisoned in the Flesh Furnace.
Two Origins were placed by Su Heng into special Insect Eggs, which exploded and splattered with translucent liquid.
Without suppression, the freed Origin struggled violently; one burst out with a dragon's roar while the other spread a vast expanse of black smoke. Both put up a fierce fight, retaining considerable spiritual essence even after the demise of their original masters, sensing the desperation of the situation and trying to escape from Su Heng's grasp, unleashing astonishing energy.
It could be seen very clearly.
Circles of semi-transparent energy ripples spread outward.
The surrounding walls vibrated with a hum, and fine cracks burst open and climbed up.
The originally clear sky of the Blood Realm turned into rolling dark clouds in an instant, with blood-red thunder falling from the sky, fierce winds howling, and large swaths of withered grass being swept up on the barren plain. For a mont, many cultivators in seclusion were startled awake by such an anomaly, their expressions revealing uncertainty as they discussed among themselves in private.
Fortunately, such an abnormal change did not last too long.
Enormous gravity tendrils erged from behind Su Heng, coiling and attaching to the two Origins.
No matter how much they struggled and erupted, the result remained the sa, akin to a mantis trying to stop a chariot, unable to shake Su Heng's will in the slightest.
Instead, their own power was thoroughly suppressed during this process, their glow dimming as they appeared as insignificant as the stars in the sky.
The Dragon Cocoon in front of him pulsed like a heart after vigorous exercise.
Dull thumps resounded.
It detected great benefits from those two Origins for itself.
Its own sealed spiritual wisdom further revived, and a strong yearning emotion surfaced.
However, Su Heng chose not to imdiately rge the Descender's Origins into the Dragon Cocoon, instead deliberately keeping it in suspense as he smiled and said, "These two Origins, Su had to risk life and limb, enduring countless hardships to obtain them. I can give them to you today, but you must promise one thing. Once the matter is accomplished, there must be a repaynt."
The pulsing of the Dragon Cocoon slowed down a bit, seemingly contemplating.
Mainly because Su Heng's words were sowhat ambiguous—the amount to be repaid, how to repay it, and the deadline were all unknown. Moreover, the key point was that its residual spiritual wisdom, after thousands of years of attrition, was truly limited. All the preparations had been done up to this point, and the entire dragon was dazed, just waiting for that shudder. Now, they speak of settling accounts.
Is this the ti to settle accounts? It seed inappropriate.
Clearly, Su Heng was determined to charge a high price, yet the Domineering Dragon was now completely at his rcy, with no counterasures available.
The Dragon Cocoon pulsated rapidly a few tis, then beca semi-transparent like frosted glass, the dragon-shaped silhouette inside giving a slight nod.
That ant no problem, whatever you say goes. Having fallen to such a state, survival was the first priority. Trust in one's own future wisdom for later matters.
"Then it's a deal," Su Heng said contentedly with a nod.
Then, without wasting anymore ti.
Whoosh!
He made a sword with his joined fingers and thrust forward.
At the sa ti, the spiritual power attached to the Dragon Cocoon was activated—All Things Return to One Path!
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