Fang Mo had still underestimated the power of the ten drops of Silver Flood Dragon Essence Blood. The moment they entered his stomach, they erupted with tremendous force. The essence blood surged through his body like silver flood dragons, as if bent on destroying everything in their path.
He also sped up his practice of the Twelve Vajra Forms, guiding the energy as it flowed through his body.
But his efforts to guide it were like channeling a small stream, while the energy crashed through him like a great river. He simply couldn't refine it fast enough.
The scorching energy slammed through his body like magma. His skin began to turn bright red, and his veins bulged like coiled giant serpents, writhing across his body as if they were about to burst out. Waves of intense pain crashed over Fang Mo like the tide.
He was red all over, like a lobster about to be roasted. His skin was frighteningly crimson, and the sweat pouring from him evaporated in an instant.
This was more painful than any previous attempt. It felt as if he were being burned from the inside out; his meridians, muscles, and skin all throbbed with searing pain.
After practicing the Indestructible Vajra Body for so long, Fang Mo had long since grown used to bodily pain. His face remained as steely and resolute as ever as he let the agony crash over him, never changing his movements. Every breath remained deep and steady. He refined his body with the Twelve Vajra Forms and refined the energy within with the Heavenly River Inversion Technique.
Outside the cave, Luo Jiangyan and Yue Quan quietly watched. Worry showed on their faces, but neither of them approached.
They could feel Fang Mo's pain. The waves of heat rolling out of