Inside the Quiet Chamber, as the excruciating pain faded, the scattered qi-blood golden dragon began to gather again, swelling and letting out rolling dragon cries.
With its transformation complete, his spirit bone shimmered with flowing colors, brimming with astonishing spirituality.
His qi and blood began to surge. His spirit bone produced fresh blood, and blood seeped from his pores as old blood and shed bone dust were forced out. Xu Yang felt his skin itch as inferior substances were stripped from his flesh and expelled alongside the old blood that had been replaced.
At last, every unusual sensation vanished. He examined his body inwardly and saw that the qi-blood golden dragon was almost twice as thick as before. Though his qi and blood were still less robust than Li Zongyuan's, the gap was no longer large.
All his flesh seemed to have been washed and refined, leaving it spotless and pure. His internal organs gleamed, radiating vigorous vitality.
Like spring rain nourishing all things, the fresh blood began to nurture his body. Xu Yang felt as though he were soaking in a warm spirit spring, his flesh and pores all breathing, utterly at ease.
Now, his transformed body also began to nourish his spirit in return, slowly strengthening his mind and consciousness.
"A strong body makes for a strong spirit!"
His body was like an aged medicinal herb that had broken through the hundred-year threshold. Everything had undergone a world-upending change. He could even smell the delicate fragrance emanating from his body, which radiated rich spirituality from head to toe.
The moment a wisp of vital essence seeped into the Quiet Chamber, his body drew it in, devouring and refining it in an instant.
The speed and efficiency with which his body refined energy had nearly doubled.
The greatest change