Wei He recalled the vast amount of martial arts material he had searched through in Tianya Tower.
There really was such a martial art. He had seen it before, called the Blood Dissolving Palm.
It had also been created by an expert of the unorthodox path, and its highest level was Entering Force.
This martial art could forcibly dissolve the other Imprinted Bloods one cultivated alongside within one's body into nourishment, transforming them into a single Imprinted Blood of the Blood Dissolving Palm.
Wei He was not the only one exploring the path of cultivating multiple arts.
In the records, countless predecessors had charged forward one after another, explored, and collided against walls.
Though they had all failed, they had undoubtedly left Wei He with a great deal of precious experience.
But as I recall, the Imprinted Blood converted by the Blood Dissolving Palm becomes extremely weak after Entering Force. Its offense and defense are both terrible, and this technique progresses very slowly. It also requires special supplementary materials.
Wei He estimated inwardly.
However, though the Blood Dissolving Palm was weak, its method of refining other Imprinted Bloods was quite good.
Wei He stood and slowly clenched his fist.
With his powerful blood and qi surging, just that light clench made him feel that his strength had increased considerably compared to before.
It was not strength brought by an Imprinted Blood technique, but purely his own physical strength.
The innate strength of an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts.
"Still not enough."
Useless Imprinted Bloods cannot be removed. If I cannot accomplish that, they may very well create hidden dangers for my body.
Thinking this, Wei He leaped down from the large rock and, without pausing, headed straight for Tianya Tower in the Thousand Bat Water Pavilion.
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