At this moment, Xia Ping left the Loess Mountains and headed for another secluded place. He found a cave, set up layer upon layer of grand formations around it to conceal his aura, and temporarily entered secluded cultivation.
Xia Ping immediately took out all one billion Nether Stones he had obtained from the Loess Mountains and placed them on the ground. They piled up like mountains, filling the entire cave with dense nether energy.
If the hell demons saw this sight, every one of them would surely turn green with envy. This was an amount of Nether Stones they could never obtain in their entire lives.
Even in hell, this counted as an astonishing fortune, enough to make lord-level demons drool with desire.
Yet now, all these Nether Stones would benefit him.
Hell Furnace!
Without another word, Xia Ping activated his bloodline divine ability. A massive furnace appeared in the depths of the void, its surface engraved with dense Hell script, twisted like earthworms and emanating mysterious, profound power.
Whoosh, whoosh~
With a thought from him, Nether Stones flew one after another into the furnace.
Within a few breaths, the Hell Furnace burned, tempered, and refined these Nether Stones, transforming them into vast nether energy that became strands of gray mist.
Before long, gray mist enveloped the entire cave, filling every corner.
Xia Ping circulated his qigong. All one hundred and eight thousand pores across his body breathed, swallowing like a whale devouring an ant, generating terrifying devouring power with a roaring howl. Countless strands of gray mist in midair swiftly entered his body through his pores.
The moment this nether energy entered his body, it was as though he had consumed a supreme tonic. Every Hell Golden Crow Cell greedily devoured this nether energy from hell.
Originally, the flame