The fighting on the first floor had yet to end, but with the strange young man dead and Gu Ji holding the line, the remaining assassins were no cause for concern.
Let alone threatening Wu Yuan.
They couldn't even make it up to the second floor.
In a room on the second floor, part of Wu Yuan's consciousness remained alert to his surroundings, while most of it focused on the Black Tower in his Upper Dantian Palace!
"This Blood-colored Mist is extraordinary. It could well be called 'evolutionary mist'; it can continuously optimize the human body's genes and raise the body's limits." Wu Yuan clearly remembered the miraculous sensation he'd experienced after taking the Spirit Condensing Pill.
The Blood-colored Mist didn't directly increase physical strength. Instead, it optimized and transformed the body at the genetic level!
His previous attempts at cultivation—after first sensing the Black Tower, he'd continuously visualized it to strengthen his spirit—had also confirmed his suspicions.
If his body's potential limits hadn't increased,
how could his physical strength have risen by several thousand catties in just ten days?
Over the past few days,
whenever he had a spare moment, Wu Yuan had kept studying the Black Tower, trying to figure out how to obtain more Blood-colored Mist!
He'd gotten nowhere.
At the end of the day, his spirit was too weak. Although he'd opened his Upper Dantian Palace, only his consciousness could enter. He couldn't move the Black Tower at all, and couldn't even spend too long visualizing it. How could he possibly uncover its secrets?
But now,
Wu Yuan finally had some idea how the Blood-colored Mist came into being.
Was it killing?
"Hm? What's this?" Wu Yuan's eyes suddenly shifted, his surprise growing.
As the Blood-colored Mist swirling around the Black Tower grew thicker, a little