"Although Qi and Blood cannot be condensed into something tangible, they can still be gathered together as much as possible. When quantitative change gives rise to qualitative change, they form this miraculous flame."
Yang Qingyun stared at the faintly visible, searing ball of flame in his hand, feeling a little delighted inside.
To achieve this step, he had also put in no small amount of effort.
First, he had circulated his inner force throughout his entire body, allowing him to control nearly every inch of muscle within it.
Then, relying on his vast accumulation of pharmaceutical knowledge, he had made a simple deduction and formulation of the various medicinal materials in this world.
In the end, he had spent a great deal of energy brewing a huge pot of Five Poisons Soup. He had placed the bones of a fully grown tiger into it, turning them into a medicinal catalyst that could open the meridians and enter the blood. Ultimately, he had created this enormous medicinal bath filled with precious medicine.
The medicinal liquid in this huge bronze cauldron could be called an unparalleled poison that would kill anyone in this world's martial realm the instant they touched it.
Yet through the circulation of his inner force and his vast accumulation of knowledge regarding the properties of various medicines, Yang Qingyun had carried out extremely meticulous digestion and absorption during the medicinal bath, transforming it into the purest vitality and allowing it to enter his body through the bath.
The stronger the vitality became, the richer the Qi and Blood within his body grew!
Until all the vitality in the medicinal bath had been completely absorbed,
unimaginable changes had taken place within Yang Qingyun's body,
and, ultimately, as a vast amount of Qi and Blood gathered within him, the Yang