"These past two days, we've been constantly on the road, and I haven't had time to train properly." Wu Yuan's consciousness guided the Blood-colored Mist.
It continued flowing into his sinews, muscles, skin, bones, internal organs, and even every drop of his blood.
"So comfortable." The last time Wu Yuan had felt the Blood-colored Mist flow into his body was just after he had opened the Upper Dantian Palace. He had been half-conscious, and there had been very little Blood-colored Mist left at the time.
How could that experience compare to how clearly he felt it now?
From beginning to end, Wu Yuan's strength had not changed noticeably, but the marvelous changes in his body made him feel more and more comfortable. His whole body grew increasingly vigorous as his cells transformed and his most fundamental genes continued to evolve and improve!
It was like repeatedly hammering a piece of steel. Its weight seemed unchanged, yet its very nature had been enhanced.
Most importantly,
even as the Blood-colored Mist surrounding the Black Tower flowed ceaselessly into his body, Wu Yuan felt not the slightest fatigue or pain.
After a long while,
"Whew!" Wu Yuan let out a long breath and stood up, muttering, "I actually absorbed all the Blood-colored Mist surrounding the Black Tower in one go?"
This body of his was like a gluttonous beast.
It had devoured every last wisp of the Blood-colored Mist!
"In just a few hours, my physical strength has increased by about five hundred pounds!" Wu Yuan slowly clenched his fist, his sinews and bones tensing.
He could clearly gauge his own strength.
The Blood-colored Mist did not directly increase his physical strength, but the optimization of his body's genes had still boosted it to some extent!
Now, the force of a single punch