Mortal Bone: Practice Makes Perfect, Hard Grinding to Become a Martial Saint
Chapter 1396

Blood Refining Art

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However, in the vast Sea of Fog, finding a Saint-tier being was easier said than done.

For several days in a row, the super starship searched millions of miles of sea, yet it had not even covered a tenth of the North Sea. They also encountered attacks from alien beasts from time to time. The Sea of Fog had now become the domain of alien beasts, and beast attacks struck along the way at every turn.

The starship's outer hull was covered in claw marks and traces of energy bombardment left by alien beasts. The deck had been soaked and corroded by beast blood, which could not be washed clean even with water.

Roar!

A howl shook heaven and earth. Enormous waves surged skyward as a massive alien beast burst from the sea and charged toward the starship.

Boom!

A bolt of blue energy shot from the starship and slammed into the giant beast's body, instantly piercing through it. Blood sprayed out as its enormous body fell, crashing heavily into the sea. Its bloody aura swiftly spread, dyeing the seawater red.

Buzz!

A streak of golden light descended and enveloped the alien beast's corpse. In the next instant, the corpse vanished.

Inside one of the super starship's enormous operation rooms, the massive alien beast's corpse appeared. Automated robots immediately moved into action—drawing blood, cutting it apart, skinning it, slicing the flesh. Everything ran like an automated production line, swiftly disassembling an alien beast.

Once all the materials had been sorted, they were packed into different containers and transported to other processing rooms for further refinement.

Through the huge glass window, Purple Wing held a wineglass and watched the alien beast being processed in the operation room. Yet there was no joy on his face; instead, it was somewhat numb.

They

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