Shi Hou twisted his neck.
A series of muffled cracks rang out from every bone in his body. White vapor from his blood qi squeezed through his pores and dispersed into the air.
The pain came quickly and went just as quickly.
His black-skinned body, impervious to myriad arts, had long grown accustomed to this simple, brutal method of advancement.
He picked up the wooden bowl beside him, scooped up half a ladle of rich broth, and tipped his head back to drink it.
The potent medicinal power settled into his stomach without so much as a ripple. He was drinking purely to satisfy his appetite.
Bang!
A tremendous crash came from beside him.
The earthenware basin in Shi Hao's hands exploded into powder.
Before the scalding broth could hit the ground, the intense heat rising from his skin instantly vaporized it.
The essence of a Supreme Being, mixed with the overbearing vitality of mutated leek, ran completely out of control inside the six-year-old milk-loving boy.
A golden pillar of light as thick as a bucket shot from the top of Shi Hao's head, piercing straight through the clouds.
The phantom Suanni behind him swelled wildly.
It brought down a single paw.
Three bluestone sword-testing stones in the square, each weighing ten thousand jin, were smashed into rubble on the spot.
Violent arcs of lightning slithered outward along the ground.
Waves of heat rolled forth.
Shi Linhu and Shi Feijiao were forced to retreat again and again, until they simply fell onto their bottoms. Both men clenched their teeth, crossed their legs, and braced themselves against the overflowing medicinal power.
Kang dug all four short legs firmly into the dirt.
Two thick jets of white vapor puffed from his mung-bean-sized pig snout as he watched the crackling, human-shaped beacon with