"Immortal Blood, rebirth from a drop of blood!"
Seeing the golden blood flowing through the charred remains, Flister's eyes gleamed with excitement.
Only Ninth Tier Immortal powerhouses could condense Immortal Blood and become existences that even time could not wear away.
Even if they were gravely wounded by someone else, as long as a drop of blood remained, they could fully recover.
If he could obtain this Immortal Blood, Flister might be able to advance to Eighth Tier Legendary without relying on the help of Night Demon King Laprade.
Moreover, after obtaining Immortal Blood, Flister would also have a chance to become a Ninth Tier Immortal Demon King!
Of course, Asura's current self-healing ability had not yet reached the level of a Ninth Tier Immortal existence.
He was not even as strong as Huang Yu and Pan Sen.
But this was related to Asura's accumulation.
After experiencing enough rebirths and continuously excavating the Immortal Blood within his body, Asura would obtain even greater power after undergoing repeated transformations.
Boom!
The earth wailed as several deep fissures split open.
A figure shattered the charred remains, transformed into Golden Light, and shot toward Flaster.
It was Asura!
If Eight Extremes Sword Frenzy Wumo had been on the battlefield at that moment, he might have mistaken Asura for one of his own kind.
Because Asura was currently not only bristling with hair and beard, with light shining from his eyes, but also had four more sturdy arms growing from his back.
Moreover, the golden-red energy spilling from his body had taken on the form of flames.
It somewhat resembled Huang Yu's Fist of Calamitous Sun.
Seeing Asura in that state, Flaster's pupils contracted, and he actually took the initiative to evade the charging Asura.
But his movements were still a step too slow.