At this moment, Yu Ci's breathing even carried a bloody stench, mixing and exchanging with the Qi and blood flowing through his five viscera and six bowels so that every inhalation and exhalation seemed to generate friction and heat. In the end, between every breath, his limbs and bones felt as though they were about to burn.
The stimulation of blood drove people crazy, and it even seemed to bestow endless strength.
Fu Long roared like thunder in the intense battle, his full-body muscles practically tearing through his clothing. Every gesture and movement surged with true Baleful Intent, burning like fire and scorching the air. His lethality was astonishing, with impacts coming in wave after wave higher than the last. Wherever the aftershocks reached, the ground cracked, grass and trees flattened, and the entire mountain body trembled.
If it were ordinary times, Yu Ci would have long been torn apart by this fiercely peerless impact. Yet now, using pseudo-Innate Qi to drive the Half-Mountain Mirage sword intent, dense and stern Sword Qi crisscrossed, actually carving out a domain within this torrent of true Baleful Intent. Sometimes with a single sword thrust, even Fu Long's true Baleful Intent found it hard to resist, his lethality by no means inferior, while the profundity of his sword intent and grasp of timing surpassed Fu Long altogether.
Yu Ci had never imagined that he could reach this stage, and furthermore he distinctly sensed that he was capable of doing even better!
His entire body's Qi and blood boiled and roiled, vaporizing every inch of muscle and bone, extracting strength from them and then merging it back into the Qi and blood to burn further. Yu Ci's body had turned into a melting furnace, the temperature of its core rapidly climbing. Strength, violent strength, was