Although Qin Fengming did not know what Demonic Heart Incense was or what effects it had, he naturally did not hesitate at this point. Without the slightest hesitation, he swallowed the drop of scarlet liquid with its strange fragrance.
As soon as the Demonic Heart Incense entered his mouth, the drop of liquid immediately slid down his throat and intestines, falling into his abdomen.
Sensing the fiery substance enter his body, Qin Fengming showed no abnormal reaction. With his five hearts guarding the One, he began rapidly circulating the magic power within him, wrapping up the strange substance and refining and absorbing it bit by bit.
The drop of liquid remained extremely calm. Aside from being slightly warm, it showed no intent to attack from beginning to end.
Time passed slowly. As the drop of liquid gradually diminished within his abdomen, it finally vanished without a trace. Yet around Qin Fengming, who sat cross-legged, a faint mass of red mist slowly emerged.
The mist was extremely thin. If an ordinary mortal had been nearby, even a close inspection would have made it difficult to notice.
But to a cultivator—even one at the Qi Gathering stage—the faint Red Mist surrounding him could be sensed clearly.
After refining the final trace of liquid within his body, Qin Fengming suddenly opened his eyes. A trace of surprise mixed with delight appeared on his face.
At that moment, Qin Fengming could feel that the extremely faint Red Mist outside his body had completely sealed his aura within it. Not even the slightest trace had leaked out.
Furthermore, the mist had now merged with the aura around him.
When Qin Fengming carefully sensed it, he suddenly realized that he had already merged with the aura of the Myriad Sword Pagoda. If another cultivator sensed him,