Crumbling at a Touch

Silent as rain moistening all things, this cloud of blood mist possessed not the slightest corrosiveness, only an ultimate penetrative power. A formation should have been self-contained, without any reaction to the outside world.

If there were a reaction, the entire formation would inevitably fluctuate, perhaps even sound an alert outright. Yet the technique executed through the Blood Source Technique: Blood Touch had forcibly squeezed its way into the formation.

And yet, these formations showed no hostility toward the arriving blood mist, as though they regarded it as the ubiquitous vital energy.

Chen Fei's expression remained unchanged as he watched the blood in his arm continuously drain away. Using Blood Touch without having learned the complete Blood Source Technique did place a certain burden on the body. After all, one only had so much blood.

Even for a body tempered by martial cultivation, constantly producing blood in a short period was difficult. But Chen Fei possessed the Dragon Subduing Elephant, granting him absolute control over the limits of his body. This degree of blood loss had no effect on him whatsoever.

As time passed, some of the formation's secrets began to emerge in Chen Fei's Sea of Consciousness. Moreover, the information regarding the formation grew increasingly abundant with every passing moment.

Penetration was the hardest part at the beginning. Once a single point had been opened, everything afterward would naturally fall into place.

Before a quarter of an hour had passed, a flash of bloody light abruptly gleamed in Chen Fei's eyes. His body moved slightly, and he had already arrived before the formation, reaching his right hand forward.

A few days ago, if Chen Fei had dared approach this formation so closely, it would already have issued a warning. But now, a portion of this formation's control was in