Nine Months! 120 Calories!

Not far away, Shen Xuan covered his face in anguish and let out a long sigh.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Su Qingyue's icy blue eyes.

Chen Fan watched the figure rushing towards him, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

He ignored Tuo Bashan's challenge, nodded slightly to Gu Ci, and then leaped into the Barbarian Blood Pool, which was still churning with pale golden energy.

A surge of energy, a mixture of icy cold and scorching heat, instantly enveloped Chen Fan's entire body. He closed his eyes and focused his mind inward.

He could clearly sense that the 118 calories of Golden Qi and Blood, along with his warm and jade-like bones, formed an indestructible and perfect Dao Foundation.

Since the limits of the Quasi-Martial Artists left behind by the White Emperor have already been surpassed by him...

So, should we next explore the legendary, untouched landscape of the 119th kilometer?

Or perhaps... the true Qi-Blood Realm?

Time seemed to lose its meaning within the Barbarian Blood Pool Cave.

The rich blood and energy surged and thinned day after day, only to be replenished again by Tuoba Xiong with curses and grumbling.

Nine months have passed since Chen Fan broke through to 118 calories.

Outside the Cave, on a smooth, polished bluestone, Shen Xuan, Su Qingyue, and Tuo Bashan sat cross-legged.

Compared to nine months ago, the three of them have undergone a complete transformation.

Shen Xuan's eyes lost all their superficiality, leaving only a sharpness like a sword.

The chill emanating from Su Qingyue became increasingly ethereal, as if it might merge into the Void at any moment.

Tuo Bashan, simply sitting there, was like a dormant volcano, containing a terrifying power that could erupt at any moment.

"Today... it's been twenty-three hours again, hasn't it?"

Shen Xuan let out a long breath and gazed at the blood pool, which was calm and without a ripple.

Twenty-three hours and forty-two minutes.

Su Qingyue opened her icy blue eyes and accurately reported the time. Her voice remained cold, but deep within her eyes lay a complex emotion that even she herself could not understand.

After nine months of arduous training, the three of them, with their extraordinary talent and willpower, as well as the baptism of the Barbarian Blood Pool, successfully broke through their shackles and entered the true Qi-Blood Realm.

But so what?

They can now stay in the pool for more than ten hours, but that figure is like an ancient, timeless statue, sitting there from the very beginning, never moving.

The gap between them did not narrow; instead, it widened into a despairing chasm.

I have a feeling... he'll come out today.

Tuo Bashan spoke in a deep, gruff voice, and surprisingly, a hint of seriousness appeared on the face of this battle maniac.

Inside the pool.

Chen Fan was not as calm as he appeared to the outside world.

A fierce and brutal war is raging within his body!

Using the "Star-Transferring Blood Art" as Furnace and his own 118 calories of Golden Qi and Blood as Kindling, he frantically absorbed the last trace of the Barbarian Clan blood essence from the pool, blending and forging it with his own energy before crashing it fiercely into that invisible, indestructible barrier!

Each impact caused his White Jade Bones to groan in unbearable pain.

Each recoil felt as if his internal organs were being pounded by a giant hammer.

Anyone else would have suffered a fatal blow from this suicidal cultivation method, their foundation destroyed and their body exploding.

But Chen Fan found it endlessly enjoyable.

He could clearly sense that the barrier representing the myth of the White Emperor, after nine months and tens of thousands of impacts, had finally shown a barely perceptible loosening.

"Almost there..."

Chen Fan's consciousness was extremely clear.

This was the final deadline he set for himself.

The energy in the pool has been depleted, and the Qi and Blood and qi in his body have been compressed to an unprecedented density. If he does not break through today, his Martial Dao foundation will be completely fixed here.

Time passed by, second by second.

The moment the twenty-fourth hour arrived.

Chen Fan's eyes, which had been closed for nine months, suddenly opened!

Boom!

Two dazzling golden beams shot out from the depths of his pupils, instantly piercing the thick surface of the blood pool and leaving two bottomless holes in the Cave ceiling!

The energy within him, compressed to its limit and seemingly about to collapse into a black hole at any moment, roared like Primordial Ferocious Beasts breaking free from the shackles of creation, shaking the very soul!

"Snap!"

A sound like shattering Glazed Crystal resounded from the depths Origin Source Chen Fan's soul.

The barrier of Qi and Blood that had troubled him for nine months shattered instantly!

Rumble!

The total amount of Qi and Blood no longer increases gently, but rather surges like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, breaking through the 119-calorie limit in an instant with overwhelming force!

A violent torrent of energy surged within him, washing over every White Jade Bone and nourishing every inch of his flesh and Meridians.

Finally, the wildly soaring numbers slowly came to a stop, settling steadily on a data point.

120 calories!

Quasi-Martial Artist Realm, 120 calories!

However, it's not over yet.

The ultimate qualitative change in Qi and Blood triggered an even more violent chain reaction.

The vast and boundless life essence, like a boundless ocean of nourishment, poured into his Sea of Consciousness!

Buzz!

It was as if an invisible membrane had been pierced in Chen Fan's mind.

At this moment, his Mental Power broke through the barriers of mortals and officially reached a completely new level.

One hundred points!

His perception extended infinitely in an instant, as if he could perceive the flow of every wisp of energy between heaven and earth, and hear the rhythm of every heartbeat outside the cave.

At this moment, Martial Dao and spirit achieved a perfect resonance within him!

A terrifying pressure, far exceeding that of ordinary Qi-Blood Realm Martial Artists, so heavy, pure, and condensed that it seemed capable of crushing the Void, suddenly spread out from Chen Fan as the center!

Outside the Cave.

Shen Xuan and Su Qingyue, who were meditating cross-legged, suddenly changed their expressions.

Puff!

The two were struck dumb, spitting out a mouthful of blood, their faces filled with horror.

They were horrified to discover that their proud and newly stabilized Qi-Blood Realm cultivation was as fragile as paper in the face of this pure and extremely powerful Quasi-Martial Artist aura!

"This... this is Quasi-Martial Artist?"

Shen Xuan's voice trembled. He felt as if he were facing not a person, but a humanoid beast that was slowly awakening.

Whoosh!

The sound of water could be heard.

Chen Fan, shirtless, slowly walked out of the Barbarian Blood Pool.

All the strange phenomena and the oppressive aura vanished without a trace the moment he stepped out of the water.

He was still that boy who looked no more than ten years old, with a slender and well-proportioned figure, as if the terrifying fluctuations that had just been enough to suppress those at the Qi-Blood Realm were merely everyone's illusion.

However, Tuo Bashan, who could no longer contain himself, suddenly stood up with bloodshot eyes.

He felt it; it was a tremor and a longing that came from the deepest part of his blood!

"Roar!!"

A deafening roar, suppressed for nine months, erupted from Tuo Bashan.

"Chen Fan, let's fight!!"