Su Fan had carried out a blood sacrifice of such scale right in front of so many cultivators from the immortal sects, and he had done it openly and without the slightest hesitation.
Actually, this sort of behavior was rather taboo, but he had not taken it seriously at all.
The materials for my blood sacrifice all came from the beast invaders of the Shan Hai Realm. What the hell does it have to do with you?
With Su Fan's current strength, he no longer needed to care about the expressions of those Integration Stage bigwigs.
Not only that, whether he gave those old fogies any face depended entirely on his mood.
If they treated him politely, there was room to talk. But if they dared to spout nonsense at him, then no matter what Integration Stage bigwig they were, he would curse them out all the same.
Su Fan understood this as clearly as a mirror. In this Cultivation World where the weak were preyed upon by the strong, strength was the hardest backbone a cultivator could have.
A full two quarters of an hour passed before the dense stench of blood permeating the area before the defensive line gradually dispersed.
Looking around, the entire battlefield was covered in pale-white beast bones, while the scarlet pillar of blood that had descended from the heavens and enveloped Su Fan was also on the verge of disappearing.
Su Fan slowly opened his eyes, and with a slight movement of his mind, he summoned the Game Panel.
At this moment, his cultivation had firmly stabilized at Late Void Refining Great Perfection.
The scale of this blood sacrifice could be called unprecedented. There had been dozens of ninth-rank beast corpses alone, along with hundreds of thousands of exotic beasts of various ranks. It