Another terrifying blast slammed into Su Yang, making his body shudder violently. His flesh nearly collapsed, and blood gushed out like a waterfall, dyeing the Chaos Void red. The blood actually carried a strange fragrance that spread through the air, adding a trace of uncanny vitality to this dead and silent place.
Upon reaching the highest realm of cultivation, it was not merely one's magic power that surged. The bones, Meridians, cells, and blood throughout the body all underwent a complete transformation, becoming extraordinary existences.
The Immortal Body was light and untainted by worldly filth. That was why immortals did not eat the five grains, consuming only spirit fruits instead. They feared that mundane substances would erode the foundation of the Dao, and would otherwise have to expend effort purifying them.
The Mortal Body was heavy, while the Immortal Body was ethereal. The difference between them was as vast as heaven and earth.
"Cough... damn it!"
Su Yang spat out a mouthful of blood. His figure staggered, but he used the opportunity to break free of the suppression and abruptly summoned the Chaos Bead from his hand. The bead's radiance flowed, sending down strands of chaotic mist that formed a protective barrier. At the same time, he circulated his remaining power and rapidly repaired his body, which was on the verge of collapse.
His bloodstained body recovered its cleanliness in the blink of an eye, as though he had never been injured.
He stared coldly at the Dao Incarnation ahead, who was covering her lips with a light laugh, fury surging in his eyes. As a Chaos Demon God, arrogance and dignity were carved into his very bones. Even if only a clone had descended into the world and his cultivation had reached merely the Heaven Heavenly Dao Stage, the