At the same time, he began frantically absorbing the blood mist floating within this space.
The blood mist contained within this space, nearly a hundred thousand meters in diameter, was unimaginably vast.
As he absorbed it madly, a vortex of blood mist immediately formed around his body.
The vortex spun larger and larger, gradually spreading outward.
Ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand meters...
Such immense blood energy entered Jiang Chen's body and was rapidly absorbed by his flesh.
His entire body felt incomparably comfortable, and to his surprise, he discovered that as he absorbed this blood mist, the suppression exerted on him by the two dragon corpses gradually weakened.
His zombie cultivation was rising at an unimaginable speed, and the gap between it and his soul master cultivation was growing smaller and smaller.
As he descended, he vigilantly observed his surroundings, guarding against unknown dangers that might appear at any moment.
Only when he landed on the ground did he let out a slight sigh of relief.
Worried that the Sea God's divine sense might detect this place, he still did not return to human form. Remaining in the form of a pangolin, he lay between the two dragon corpses and frantically absorbed the blood mist.
By then, the blood mist vortex had expanded to a diameter of ten thousand meters, and every second, an enormous amount of blood essence entered Jiang Chen's body.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen felt a warning in his heart. Two powerful auras of pressure abruptly appeared above him.
He looked up and saw two one-meter-long little dragons emerge within the blood mist vortex, one red and one blue.
The little dragons' bodies were somewhat illusory, but the pressure they emitted nearly suffocated Jiang Chen.
The two little dragons roared as they charged toward him. Their