A month passed.
Across the Black Rock Land, all around them lay desolation and deathly silence.
They had no idea how many miles they had traveled, yet they still could not see a single palace. They only found two more stalks of Three-Leaf Vitality Grass and refined them into Yuan Life Pills.
After refining the Yuan Life Pills, Ning Xiaochuan successfully reached the realm of One Drop of Blood Transforms into Six Tigers.
Over the past month, Ning Xiaochuan had not encountered any other martial artists or mystic beasts. He had only faced more than ten sieges by stone beasts.
Yet the stone beasts had not injured Ning Xiaochuan at all. Instead, he had collected them into the Heart Nourishing True Cauldron and refined them into the Two-Headed Stone Beast's body.
It swallowed eighteen stone beasts in succession.
The Two-Headed Stone Beast grew to forty meters tall, like a small mountain of jagged rocks. As it walked across the ground, it could make the earth shake violently.
It had completely entered the rank of a Sixth Grade Mystic Beast.
"Little Marquis, where exactly is this place? This does not seem to be part of the Yulan Empire. Could we have entered a Ruin World?" Nie Lanzhi sat atop a boulder, her bright eyes wide as her long lashes fluttered.
After spending a month together, she had become increasingly aware of Ning Xiaochuan's strength. It seemed that no danger whatsoever could defeat him.
She had once believed Senior Brother Ye was already the strongest among the younger generation, a being like a Young God. But now, she felt that the Little Marquis might be able to stand toe-to-toe with Senior Brother Ye. Both were Young Kings, capable of anything, worthy of worship and fascination.
Ning Xiaochuan sat cross-legged on the ground,