His muscles were sharply defined, brimming with explosive power.
Every step left a deep footprint in the crystalline ground.
Gravity here had already reached tens of thousands of times that of the outside world.
With every breath, the air entering his lungs felt like a handful of swallowed knives.
Yet Shi Hao's eyes were exceptionally bright.
He did not shrink back.
Taking the Self as the Seed means squeezing every last drop of the flesh's potential out in desperate circumstances.
Shi Hao steeled himself inwardly.
He keenly tracked the physical pulse that swept through heaven and earth once every eighteen double-hours.
The instant the pulse arrived.
The gravitational field would reach its peak.
Shi Hao would stop, settle into a horse stance, and let gravity powerful enough to crush primordial divine mountains bear down on him.
His bones crackled.
Supreme Blood coursed madly through his veins, repairing the muscle fibers split by the pressure.
The pulse receded.
Gravity subsided.
Shi Hao would seize that brief interval to sprint forward.
Under this extreme tempering of his flesh.
Shi Hao's physique was undergoing a transformation that remade him from flesh to bone.
His blood had faintly acquired a physical heaviness like lead.
Even the Supreme Bone within him, under this pure gravitational pressure, abandoned its intricate rune transformations and instead compressed toward a denser solid structure.
"The old monsters of the Heavenly Human Clan don't dare come in."
"This is the best place for me to cultivate in seclusion!"
Shi Hao wiped the sweat from his face and hurled a punch into the arrival of the next pulse.
The wind of his punch tore through the heavy air, producing a piercing sonic boom.
In the deepest reaches of the Chaos Void.
Gu Xian remained curled in repose.
The intense heat brought on by the restructuring of his bone marrow had gradually faded.
His body temperature returned to normal.
The one-percent increase in his volume had also completely stabilized.
Within his sea of consciousness.
[Bone marrow restructuring complete.] [Deep sleep mission countdown: six days and four double-hours.] [Entering stage two of sleep: blood replacement.]
Gu Xian had no idea what was happening outside.
He was immersed in deep dreams.
In his dream, he felt as though he had become a boundless sea of stars.
The blood replacement procedure officially began.
Within this enormous body spanning countless galaxies.
The already incomparably powerful blood of the giant beast began to be expelled, replaced by higher-order, higher-dimensional dark golden blood.
This process required terrifying pumping power from his heart.
As Gu Xian slept, his heart began to beat faster.
Its originally slow rhythm underwent a tiny change.
From its previous silence.
It became a deep, powerful rhythm.
Thump!
A single heartbeat.
Pierced the Chaos Void.
Pierced the shattered world barrier.
And descended directly upon every corner of Perfect World.
The Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
The Imperial Pass cultivators hauling huge stones to repair the walls all froze at once.
A massive stellar boulder carried by an old Supreme fell straight to the ground, shattering the bricks beneath his feet.
He clutched his chest.
His face instantly turned deathly pale.
Thump!
The second heartbeat followed close behind.
This time, the sound was clearer.
It was as though a colossal drum that blotted out the sky and sun had been struck heavily beside everyone's ears.
The Foreign Realm.
The army of millions excavating rock with their bare hands collapsed in swathes.
An Lan, Yu Tuo, and the other Immortal Kings fell heavily to their knees.
Under the resonance of this heartbeat, every blood vessel in their indestructible immortal bodies bulged, as though they might burst at any moment.
Kun Di clenched his teeth, blood seeping through the gaps.
"His heartbeat..."
"It's speeding up!"
This was not merely sound.
This was pure physical resonance.
All the matter in Perfect World-mountains, rivers, stars, and even the air.
Everything was undergoing violent physical vibration in time with this heartbeat.
Thump!
The third heartbeat came.
Accompanying it was a deafening roar.
It was the sound of flowing blood.
Within Gu Xian's body, higher-dimensional dark golden blood began surging at an inconceivable speed through vessels as vast as rivers of stars.
The blood scoured the vessel walls.
The sound it produced pierced the boundaries between dimensions and descended upon this vast world.
It sounded as though the celestial river above the Nine Heavens had utterly burst its banks, or as though countless universes were undergoing big bangs at once.
Vast.
Majestic.
Unstoppable.
The Borderland Imperial Pass.
Meng Tianzheng stood atop the ruined battlements.
He did not cover his ears.
Because this sound acted directly upon the depths of the flesh and soul.
Covering his ears was meaningless.
He raised his head and watched cracks continually spread across the firmament under the sound of flowing blood.
More than half the commanders and armored soldiers behind him had already passed out.
Blood streamed from their seven orifices.
Meng Tianzheng's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly toward the Heavenly Abyss.
"What in the world is that sound?"
An old Supreme beside him lay prone on the ground, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
"It's flowing water..."
"There's water flowing in the sky."
It was not just the Imperial Pass.
Across the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, in every undying family and ancient lineage.
Everyone still alive heard that terrifying sound.
It was as though a world-destroying flood were surging overhead.
In the great desert of the Foreign Realm.
Wu Shang forced himself to stand upright, his ears already completely deaf, blood running down his cheeks.
He looked at the sky.
His gaze pierced the dark substance, looking toward the Chaos Void beyond the world.
"That is the sound of flowing blood."
Wu Shang's voice trembled.
The five Immortal Kings exchanged looks, their eyes filled with despair.
The sound of flowing blood could actually drown out the heavenly voice of the Great Dao and shatter the space of this vast world!
Once a life-form of such magnitude fully awakened.
He would not even need to act.
The sound of blood scouring blood vessels resounded throughout Perfect World.
There was no echo of any Laws within it at all.
Purely the sound of flowing liquid.
The sound crossed dimensional barriers and poured straight into the ears of every living being.
Atop the Imperial Pass.
Several old Supremes covered their ears with both hands.
It did nothing.
The immense physical sound waves ignored every barrier of magical power and penetrated their flesh.
The huge stones forged from stars atop the walls began to resonate.
Cracks appeared on their surfaces.
In the end, they crumbled into powder across the ground.
Dark red blood flowed from Meng Tianzheng's ears.
He watched swathes of armored defenders fall across the battlements.
His heart spasmed violently in time with that immense heartbeat, and his breastbone grated under an unbearable burden.
Meng Tianzheng shouted loudly.
His voice was completely drowned out by the thunder of surging blood.
He could only gesture.
He pointed to his chest, then to the ground.
The old Supremes understood.
Give up resisting.
Follow the frequency of this physical vibration and reduce the body's resistance.
The Immortal Domain.
Immortal King Ao Sheng's cultivation grounds.
Immortal light filling the sky was directly dispersed by these physical sound waves.
Immortal islands suspended in midair fell one after another.
Hundreds upon thousands of islands crashed into the earth, raising clouds of dust that filled the sky.
Ao Sheng sat cross-legged amid the ruins.
His ears were deaf.
He could hear nothing outside; only that immense sound of flowing blood remained in his mind.
Pan King approached from afar.
The two could not communicate through Divine Sense.
The moment their Divine Sense left their bodies, the high-frequency physical oscillations in space would shatter it.
Pan King walked up to Ao Sheng.
He crouched down and carved words in the dirt with his finger.
"The endpoint of the body cultivation path."
Ao Sheng looked at the words on the ground, his expression gloomy.
He likewise extended a finger and carved words in the ground.
"He abandoned all the Laws of the Great Dao."
"He reached a realm beyond Immortal Kings purely by piling up bodily mass."
"Is this monster the progenitor of body cultivation from before the Immortal Ancient era?"
Pan King shook his head and continued writing.
"I don't know."
"The laws of the immortal Dao we take such pride in mean nothing before it."
Two lofty Immortal Kings.
Now they could only crouch in the dirt of the ruins, tracing words with their fingers to communicate.
It was an indescribable reality.
The order of the Immortal Domain collapsed completely at that moment.
The Foreign Realm.
Deep in the desert.
Five Immortal Kings stood side by side.
Of their ten-million-strong army, more than half were already dead or wounded.
All the survivors lay prone on the ground, vomiting great mouthfuls of shredded organs.
The resonance of the heartbeat and the thunder of flowing blood had destroyed their internal organs.
Wu Shang looked at the dead elites of the imperial clans, his face expressionless.
He turned to An Lan.
He gestured.
An Lan nodded.
The five Immortal Kings issued physical commands at the same time.
They struck the ground with pure bodily strength.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
They tried to create another kind of physical vibration to counteract the resonance of that monster's heartbeat.
The effect was negligible.
Kun Di turned around.
He looked at the Foreign Realm army still struggling desperately to hold on.
He used no magical power.
He let out a furious roar through bodily strength alone.
"Pierce your eardrums!"
"Shatter the seas of magical power inside your organs!"
"Endure it with flesh and blood alone!"
The cultivators of the Foreign Realm had always been ruthless.
Upon hearing their ancient ancestor's command.
The surviving cultivators picked up their broken weapons and pierced both their ears.
Blood flowed freely.
They crippled the hubs of magical power within their bodies.
They turned themselves into ordinary mortal martial artists.
Only this way could they survive those terrifying physical pulses.
Boundless Heaven.
The desolate starfield in the far east.
The Changsheng Wang Family's migration fleet hung in midair.
The thunder of flowing blood reached them.
The levitation formation patterns inside the warships instantly overloaded.
Bang.
The formation patterns exploded.
Tens of thousands of warships lost power and plummeted straight down.
They crashed onto the surfaces of the barren stars below.
Countless Wang Family disciples broke their legs and feet, their wails filling the wilderness.
Wang Changsheng crawled out of the wreckage.
He used no magical power.
Magical power could not remain outside his body; the moment it emerged, the sound waves scattered it.
Wang Da limped over.
He said nothing.
Sound could not carry at all.
Wang Da wrote on the ground.
"The warships are all destroyed. We can't leave."
Wang Changsheng glanced at it.
He picked up a stone and wrote beside it.
"Go on foot."
"Carry the resources on your shoulders."
The disciples of this long-lived family ordinarily lived in pampered comfort.
Now they had all become porters.
With heavy supplies on their backs, they trudged across the barren stars, their footing uneven.
The rules of physics had changed everything.
The Three Thousand Dao Provinces.
The glazed crystal plain in the wilderness of Sin Province.
Shi Hao lay on the cold crystal ground.
Blood streamed from his seven orifices.
Cracks covered every bone in his body.
He had not died.
He was smiling.
"Thump."
A heartbeat came from the depths of chaos.
Shi Hao's heart beat along with it.
At that moment, their frequencies reached perfect synchronization.
The Supreme Blood within Shi Hao surged through his veins.
Whoosh.
The sound of his flowing blood actually formed a faint resonance with that vast sound beyond the world.
Through that resonance.
The marrow inside Shi Hao's bones began to mutate.
His originally red marrow was being replaced by a denser, dark red substance.
Taking the Self as the Seed.
Shi Hao had taken the most crucial step.
He used the physical pulses of that monster beyond the world as a furnace to temper his body.
His bones cracked and healed.
His muscles tore and reformed.
Shi Hao stood up.
The gravitational field no longer affected him at all.
He raised his hand.
Pure bodily strength gathered in his palm.
Under the pressure of that strength, the surrounding space warped slightly.
"This strength is more direct than magical power."
Shi Hao clenched his fist.
He looked up at the sky.
That firmament shrouded in dark red.
Shi Hao strode toward the edge of the plain.
Deep in the Chaos Void.
Gu Xian's blood replacement procedure entered its final stage.
Higher-dimensional dark golden blood had filled every blood vessel.
The old blood that had been replaced became metabolic waste.
The system panel flickered.
[Blood replacement complete.] [Beginning discharge of waste blood.]
Gu Xian was still asleep.
He did not open his eyes.
His body instinctively underwent a rejection reaction.
Every pore opened.
Countless streams of dark red waste blood were squeezed out of his body.
In the absolute cold of chaos.
This waste blood instantly solidified into dark red droplets.
To Gu Xian.
This was waste produced by his metabolism.
To Perfect World.
This was higher-dimensional matter containing terrifying physical mass.
Countless dark red blood droplets floated in the Chaos Void.
Drawn by Perfect World's gravitational field.
These blood droplets began to fall.
They pierced the shattered world barrier.
They became a dark red meteor shower, hurtling toward the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Foreign Realm, and the Immortal Domain.
Atop the walls of the Imperial Pass.
Meng Tianzheng raised his head.
An enormous dark red fireball appeared in his sight.
There were no fluctuations of magical power.
Sheer mass rubbing against the air generated extreme heat.
That blood droplet's target.
Was none other than the Borderland Imperial Pass.
The dark red fireball tore through the firmament.
Pure physical friction turned the space along its path into an absolute vacuum.
The Borderland Imperial Pass.
Meng Tianzheng planted his feet firmly on the broken bricks of the wall.
He tilted his head back, his eyes bloodshot.
The blood droplet's falling trajectory pointed straight toward the center of the Imperial Pass.
All the laws of heaven and earth had long since ceased functioning.
This discarded droplet of metabolic waste blood descended unhindered, carrying immeasurable physical kinetic energy.
The air along its path was compressed to an extreme degree.
The defenders atop the wall felt their breath catch, the organs in their chests crushed together by the downward pressure of that gravitational field.
Meng Tianzheng let out a wild roar.
He summoned the strength of every muscle in his body and crossed his arms before his chest.
He squeezed his Supreme-level bodily reserves to their limit.
Several old Supremes likewise gritted their iron teeth until they shattered and stood shoulder to shoulder beside Meng Tianzheng.
They tried to withstand this falling "meteorite" with flesh and blood alone.
The blood droplet struck.
All color vanished from their sight, leaving only a blinding dark red.
At the instant of collision.
The top of the Imperial Pass's wall simply vanished.
The indestructible boulders of stellar stone turned into the finest powder the instant they touched the blood droplet.
The bones in Meng Tianzheng's arms shattered on the spot.
The violent physical kinetic energy drove him and the old Supremes beside him tumbling madly into the Imperial Pass.
They smashed through dozens of buildings in the inner city before barely coming to a stop amid the ruins.
An enormous cloud of dust shot into the sky.
The entire Borderland Imperial Pass shook violently, and great stretches of its walls collapsed outward.
The blood droplet never stopped at all.
It punched through the core foundations of the Imperial Pass.
It smashed deep into the ground.
It left behind a perfectly circular pit whose bottom lay beyond sight.
The heat generated by friction instantly crystallized the rocks along the pit's edge, leaving them so smooth they could even reflect a person's image.
Meng Tianzheng coughed up a great mouthful of dark red blood and struggled to climb out of the rubble.
With both broken arms hanging limp, he staggered to the edge of the circular pit.
He looked down.
Pitch-black darkness filled his view.
The bottom was nowhere in sight.
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