With one Chaos Blazing Sun Fist, Ye Tian purified the Blood Demon.
He drew the crimson orb containing the Crimsonblood War King's insights into body tempering into himself.
Before he even began refining it, those vast profundities naturally flowed into the origin of his flesh like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, becoming countless tiny runes imprinted deep within his bloodline and bones.
The slight depletion from his earlier battle was instantly replenished. His aura grew even more harmonious and profound, and his control over his physical strength rose to another level.
Ye Tian's eyes flashed like lightning, divine radiance spilling from him.
He stood quietly for a moment, seemingly savoring this new gain. A gleam of intertwined chaos and crimson qi-blood flashed through his eyes and vanished.
His battle with the Crimsonblood War King had advanced his understanding of the physical body.
Yet the improvement was not as great as he had imagined.
Even the guardian of the Seventieth Step, the Crimsonblood War King, was unworthy of serving as his whetstone.
But... the intensity was beginning to show.
Perhaps... the eightieth step would hold a surprise.
The deathly silence below continued. Countless prodigies remained immersed in the invincible divine might of the Chaos Blazing Sun Fist, which had opened a universe and incinerated all things.
Their Dao hearts trembled, unable to escape its grip.
Yet Ye Tian gave them little time to savor it.
He raised his head slightly, his gaze turning once more toward the seemingly endless heights, where the oppressive might had already grown heavy enough to suffocate even Supremes.
From the seventy-first to the seventy-ninth step, the clouds were so dense they seemed impossible to disperse. Countless ancient eyes seemed to stare from within, while terrifying auras that made one's scalp prickle lay dormant.
Yet