Fusion, Suppression

The girl walked resolutely through the door. As it closed, her figure vanished completely into the darkness. Entering it was not only for the sake of others, but also for herself.

Meanwhile...!

In the darkness, a thick curtain of ice blocked everything, including the moonlight from falling within.

Xiao Heng sat cross-legged on the ground. The countless wounds covering his body proved what he had just endured. The injuries ran from within to without, looking exceptionally savage and terrifying. Yet Xiao Heng was happy. The medicinal pills were repairing his wounded body.

After his unceasing efforts, that wisp of origin had finally been refined. Now came the final step: integrating the metal element into his foundation. Before that, however, he felt that he needed to rest first.

He took out several medicinal pills and swallowed them. Looking at his battered, hole-ridden body, the corner of his mouth twitched twice. There was no misunderstanding—it simply hurt too much.

He casually placed several thousand Spirit Stones around himself, then closed his eyes and continued circulating his cultivation technique.

Refining this thing was more or less as he had imagined, but the damage it caused was even greater than he had expected. Mainly because it was far more violent, and the harm it inflicted was difficult to heal. Otherwise, he would not have ended up in such a state.

As the night gradually passed, Xiao Heng's breathing steadied, and many of the wounds on his body healed. He wanted to wait a little longer, but the power within him was no longer giving him the time.

Ordinary cultivators possessed only one type of attribute Dou Qi. This ensured both cultivation speed and the purity of their Dou Qi. Still, having an appropriate amount of multi-attribute Dou Qi was not without its benefits. So