The Farce Ends

Just as the Xia Kingdom's side was steeped in grim tension, Li Su moved.

This first ingredient was exceedingly troublesome. Its demands on the physical body were too high; very few people present could eat it.

Probably only his own teacher, Yi Ren, and Zhu Chihu could do so.

The former could suppress it with the Primordial Chaos Golden Dipper, while the latter's physical body rivaled that of the Witch clan and even surpassed the demon race.

Aside from those two, the others could eat it as well, but they could not do as the Eight-Eyed Spider and the others had done—rapidly absorb and digest it.

Li Su directly used his mana to take out one gram.

"Su'er!" Yi Ren looked at Li Su, a questioning expression appearing in her eyes.

Li Su smiled, signaling that he was fine, then opened his mouth and swallowed the Fire God Marrow.

The temperature truly was incredibly high. The instant it entered his mouth, it had already exceeded two thousand degrees. One gram was like swallowing a tiny sun. Never mind the benefits—the difficulty alone was astonishing.

Even with abundant mana, someone in the Divine Power Realm would likely need an entire day to refine a single gram.

Afterward, they would still need to rest for at least another two days.

If one relied on their own refinement, eating a full hundred grams would take at least a year.

Li Su's expression did not change. He cultivated Supreme Flesh; all six billion cells within his body had awakened and undergone tremendous transformation. Every trace of vitality was astonishingly powerful.

Even without eating this Fire God Marrow, with his current strength, he could still jump into magma and take a bath.

The fire poison within this thing was ferocious. It was unbelievable that such