Shrouding the Heavens World.
Ye Fan continued using the special constitution of his Ancient Desolate Holy Body to refine the Dog Meat Soup. He had now refined the second drop. Under inner vision, his Bitter Sea had grown to the size of a fist, though the sound of churning waves and crashing tides often came from within.
Without a cultivation technique, Ye Fan could only use the energy in the soup to strengthen his body and open up his Bitter Sea.
Other than a few special cases in the group, Ye Fan was the only one who dared do this. The power contained in a single drop of soup was simply too strong for an ordinary mortal body to fully digest.
Li Hanyi and the Bad Commander simply could not digest it in a short time.
The Ancient Desolate Holy Body was already invincible in close combat, with an absurdly powerful physique, even without a cultivation technique.
Now, Ye Fan felt like a little Superman. He could punch a cow to death, and even a small blade dragged across his skin would leave only a faint mark without breaking it.
"Beep beep beep~"
At that moment, the phone on his desk began to ring. Ye Fan glanced at the caller ID. It was Pang Bo.
This was his good brother, his best buddy. Though they had been in less contact after graduating from university, they still got together for a meal every year.
He remembered Pang Bo saying last time that he had switched careers and become a fitness coach. A rich woman had taken a liking to him, but he had turned her down.
She chased after him every day, trying to feed him, and it annoyed him to no end.
"Hello, Pang Bo. What made you think to