Qing Chen's strength had improved tremendously, but he had yet to reach his limit.
The power of Ding Buxing's blood pool of eight thousand mortals and Chu Feikong's hundred cultivator bodies had yielded an immense quantity of high-quality essence blood after being refined by the White Bone Demon Mara Banner.
Although Qing Chen had cultivated feverishly and consumed some of that blood energy, most of it still remained within the Demon Banner.
After all, although the Demon Banner could refine blood energy to advance, what it needed most was actually the bones of cultivators whose spiritual energy had yet to dissipate.
Thus, nearly all the high-quality essence blood condensed and stored within the Demon Banner would go toward Qing Chen's cultivation.
Qing Chen estimated that the quantity within would certainly suffice for him to cultivate to peak Qi Refining.
"It's time to consider the path to Foundation Establishment."
The warmth and comfort beneath him did not stop Qing Chen from thinking. He had to grasp both pursuits, and keep a firm grip on each.
Seven days later, the Green Bamboo Boat sailed leisurely across the sea, like a light bamboo leaf.
Qing Chen gazed into the distance and saw a streak of red light rapidly approaching along the horizon. Its speed far exceeded that of an ordinary Dharma Artifact flying boat.
As the distance closed, the streak of red light gradually revealed its true form-a crimson spirit ship.
Intricate runes were carved into its hull; it was clearly a Spirit Artifact flying boat.
Crimson trails streamed behind the flying boat, like a comet sweeping across the night sky, its momentum magnificent.
At the sight, Qing Chen showed not the slightest panic. Instead, his expression grew more relaxed.
He waved a hand lightly, and the Green Bamboo Boat gradually slowed before