This was an operation that depleted his lifespan. With Ji Hao's current cultivation, the precious blood within him was an incomparably valuable divine medicine even to Supreme Beings—a longevity elixir that could extend the peak Emperor lifespan of those who had self-severed.
Such miraculous effects naturally came at a terrible price. As one brilliant, crystalline blood elixir after another was refined, Ji Hao's originally surging vitality was steadily drained away.
The Chaos Blood Elixirs seemed like the origin of the universe, the root of Myriad Things, the source of countless worlds. They emitted an incomparably profound aura as golden thunder flashed within them. They did not merely contain vitality; swallowing one of these Golden Pills would also allow one to comprehend a portion of the Chaos Great Dao. Their uses were truly inexhaustible.
These years of lifespan would be wasted after he lived another lifetime anyway. He might as well use them up in advance.
The blood elixirs formed from Ji Hao's natal Chaos Essence Blood were incomparably wondrous. Chaos Qi rippled around them, expounding the mysteries of Chaos and evolving Yin and Yang and the Five Elements. At times, all phenomena returned to Unity, reverting to Chaos. Their profundity was beyond profundity; one look was enough to tell that they were peerless treasures.
Every one of them could extend a Supreme Being's life by two thousand years. Even Nine-Turn Golden Elixirs were no better than this.
Each blood elixir had been refined from a vast amount of essence blood. By the time twelve Chaos Blood Elixirs appeared before Ji Hao, most of his lifespan had already been exhausted. He was at the lowest point of his life, his Blood Qi withered, white hair hanging loose, his body gaunt and shriveled. A hero in his twilight years, he seemed as