Within the blood lake, crimson as molten lava and viscous as amber, an eternal stench of blood lingered, while immense energy capable of shaking the Three Realms and Six Paths lay hidden within.
Yan Shuangfei sat cross-legged at the center of the blood lake, his clothes long since soaked through by the blood aura.
His eyes were tightly shut. A point of spiritual radiance flickered faintly between his brows, while every pore across his body opened wide, frantically drawing in the pure energy of the blood lake like a whale swallowing the sea.
That energy was incomparably tyrannical. The instant it entered his body, it surged through his meridians like scorching magma. Wherever it passed, the walls of his meridians trembled inch by inch, as though countless fine needles were stabbing into them viciously.
Yan Shuangfei gritted his teeth, allowing that violent force to scour his limbs and bones. The vortex within his dantian spun at high speed, refining and purifying the incoming energy bit by bit before sending it to every corner of his body.
Yan Shuangfei felt as though his body had become a skin bladder being inflated without end. Every inch of skin, every bone, every meridian had been filled to the limit.
Just as his body was about to reach its limit and teeter on the brink of collapse—
"Roar—!!!"
A dragon's roar suddenly exploded from within Yan Shuangfei's body!
This roar was by no means the bellow of an ordinary divine dragon. It carried the aura of Chaos from the dawn of creation, bearing the vast desolation and savage tyranny of ancient times.
It seemed to have existed from the very moment the universe was born, crossing through endless ages and shaking this stretch of heaven and earth so violently that it trembled.
The blood