She circulated the remnants of Ultimate Dao Qi and Blood within her body, beginning to grind and slaughter through her meridians and bones.
The gray deathly aura and decayed corpse qi that had invaded her body during the battle were now entrenched deep within her marrow, eroding her vitality.
"Immortals loved talking about laws and purification, but physics only talked about excretion."
Su Yueli sneered inwardly.
She jammed the circulation of Qi and Blood within her body, squeezing those deathly auras outward bit by bit.
Sizzle—
A few minutes later, black sweat began seeping from her pores.
The instant the sweat touched the air, it let out a shrill sound like sulfuric acid corrosion, eating fist-sized pits into the stone floor.
With every wisp of deathly aura expelled, the Golden Bones within her body flickered faintly, while dark-gold marrow slowly began nourishing the cracks.
The process was agonizingly slow, accompanied by torment beyond anything ordinary people could imagine.
But to Su Yueli, it was merely another patient, grinding labor on the road of cultivation.
For those who sought eternal life, the thing they feared least was time.
"Whimper..."
Little Black, lying on Su Yueli's shoulder in its shrunken shadow form, gently swayed its body.
It weakly opened its eyes, then opened its mouth in disgust and spat onto the ground.
Buzz.
A fist-sized Primordial Spirit radiating dazzling blue divine light was immediately spat onto the stone floor.
Its features were crystal clear. It was none other than Zhao Chengfeng, the peak late-Eleventh Realm Grand Elder of the Azure Cloud Sect, whom Little Black had swallowed earlier but had not yet had time to fully digest.
This once towering figure who had shaken Great Li now had a dim, lusterless Primordial Spirit, curled into a dead corner of the stone cave