At the Mid Demon level, a bloodline could be raised by roughly five ten-thousandths.
At the Great Demon level, a bloodline could be raised by roughly two thousandths.
At the Demon King level, it could be raised by roughly one percent.
At the Demon Saint level, a single corpse could yield more than ten percent—perhaps even close to twenty.
Li Su took a deep breath and silently calculated his own situation. So far, he had found one Demon Saint corpse, three Demon King corpses, twenty-five Great Demon corpses, and fifty-six Mid Demon corpses.
Including what he had accumulated back at the academy, his bloodline was already more than forty percent of the way to its next rank.
Though it had not yet advanced, Li Su could feel his strength increasing at a rapid pace. Nearly every time he passed another ten percent, he experienced a minor leap. At thirty percent, an indescribable change had occurred—his blood had changed slightly, beginning to gleam.
Clearly, bloodline enhancement was something terrifying for demonkind.
Moreover, Li Su's enhancements had fused with his race's innate talents. This was not as simple as giving him the ability to wield different divine abilities; it also granted his bloodline even more variations.
Put simply: a bear's strength, a leopard's speed, a rabbit's reactions, an eagle's eyesight.
So-called innate divine abilities were not merely a single ability. They also contained advantages related to the body or to certain attributes.
Whenever Li Su acquired another's innate divine ability, his own innate patterns would also develop corresponding effects.
Now, in terms of attribute manipulation, he possessed astonishing affinity with fire. Whether absorbing, wielding, or unleashing fire-element power, he received enormous boosts—and all of it had been brought to him by the principles of Bifang.
This stacking, much like passive skills, had