Fang Mo had no idea Ye Qiuchen had gone to the Divine Hall looking for him. He was out hunting Transcendent Realm beast after beast.
Fighting Transcendent Realm beasts honed his blade techniques and martial skills; devouring their blood essence cultivated the Savage Body Refinement Art, while he also practiced the Dominant Body Battle Mark Record to condense battle marks. Thus, he needed a vast amount of beast blood essence.
He had discovered that the Dominant Body Battle Mark Record and the Savage Body Refinement Art were a match made in heaven. Using beast blood essence to condense battle marks was absolutely the best method.
Thus, he paid no attention to the Ascension Ranking. Every day, he reveled in his rapid gains in strength.
He had let loose, but the Ascension Ranking had been turned upside down.
Fang Mo surged forward like a triumphant song, increasing at a rate of nearly thirty thousand points a day—sometimes even more. After seven or eight days, his Slaughter Points had already surpassed four hundred thousand.
Yan Gu seemed to have resigned himself to fate. Only after recuperating for two days did his Slaughter Points begin to rise.
He gained two or three thousand points a day, but compared to Fang Mo, the gap was far too great.
"Isn't this kid being too insane? If he keeps killing like this, won't he have over a million Slaughter Points by the end of the trial?"
When Ji Mingfeng received the report, shock could not help appearing on his face.
Tie Xiaochuan laughed.
"A million battles means a million points. What's so surprising about that?"
Naturally, he knew why Fang Mo was slaughtering beasts so frantically. The Savage Body Refinement Art required enormous amounts of blood essence. Didn't he himself often go out to seek Spirit