A night passed.
Daylight shone brightly on the second day.
Only then did the sounds of flesh tearing, which had been coming incessantly from the bedroom, begin to subside.
They did not die away completely until noon.
On the bed, Lin Sheng sat bare-chested, sticky sweat tinged with crimson dripping onto the sheets.
A large patch of bedding around where he sat cross-legged had been soaked with bloody water, staining it a pale red.
Huff...
Crimson lines still lingered across his muscular body, as though every normally imperceptible capillary had risen to the surface.
Letting out a heavy breath, Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes. A crimson gleam flashed through them.
Crimson markings flickered in and out of sight across his cheeks.
With them came an indescribably savage aura.
An expression of pain involuntarily crossed his face.
Fortunately, that savage aura quickly withdrew until it was barely perceptible.
The crimson lines on his cheeks also disappeared beneath his skin.
"This felt even more intense than refining the Tian Yuan Ghost Whale's blood essence."
He drew a deep breath. Over the course of the night, he had refined every last drop of that blood essence.
The process had been far more unbearable than he had imagined. Only with the Void Beast's support had he been able to weather it safely.
It had been a long time since he had experienced pain like this.
"Just a few drops of blood essence held so much power. Could this member of the Bloodbone Titan Race have been stronger than the Tian Yuan Ghost Whale?"
Lin Sheng could not help murmuring to himself. Judging solely by the difficulty of refinement, the former clearly surpassed the latter by a considerable margin.
But he soon shook his head slightly, rejecting that idea.
As a Desolate Beast, the