The golden-red light in the crucible became darker and darker.
With the continuous movement of each great celestial body, the dark gold Internal Qi in Lucian's body has grown to the thickness of a wrist. When flowing between the limbs and bones, it emits a low roar like a rushing river.
What surprised Lucian even more was that when the dark gold Internal Qi that was fused with Divine Dragon Essence grew to a certain threshold, it began to penetrate deep into the surrounding muscle fibers and bones.
His powerful body, which had already reached its current peak and could not be directly strengthened by even Shou-Lao Essence, actually began to see slight subtle improvements under the continuous infiltration of this high-level Internal Qi!
Every time Internal Qi resonates with the cells, it slowly but surely expands the upper limit of his physical body's potential.
"Qi and blood are interdependent. The growth potential of this system is much higher than that of Compound V, which simply modified gene fragments."
Lucian nodded with satisfaction and looked down at the metal cauldron in front of him.
After his plundering like a whale swallowing the sea, the originally boiling golden red molten Essence in Dragonheart Crucible has completely bottomed out, leaving only a shallow layer stuck to the bottom of the furnace.
The dragon's heart in the center, which is the size of a millstone, has shrunk a lot at this moment, its surface has lost its luster, and its beating frequency has become weak and slow, as if it will stop at any time.
Lucian did not completely drain out the last trace of Essence.
He has always been a pragmatic and sustainable person. It would be too ugly to directly drain people.
With a thought, Lucian not only stopped absorbing it, but actively mobilized the huge amount of pure energy and blood in his body, mixed with a trace of the newly converted high-level dark gold Internal Qi, and injected it into Dragonheart Crucible along the palm of his hand!
It's like a long drought followed by sweet rain.
Lucian The quality of Qi and blood now is so terrifying, even if it is just a part of it that is fed back casually, it is an unimaginable and supreme tonic for this dragon heart that is on the verge of depletion!
The originally depressed dark red dragon heart trembled suddenly, greedily devouring the influx of supreme energy and blood. The dry cracks on the surface of the heart were repaired and smoothed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even a faint golden sacred line that had never been seen before appeared!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The strong and powerful heartbeat sounded again in the cave, and a small half furnace of purer and more brilliant red gold Essence was stored at the bottom of the crucible.
Feeling that the energy of the Dragon Heart began to enter a virtuous cycle and gradually recovered, Lucian took out his hands and lowered the cuffs again and buttoned them up.
His hands were clean, not stained by any liquid, nor were they burned to pieces like the previous Iron Fist. Naturally, there was no need to go to the nearby passage to find some snow to relieve the pain.
The moment Lucian turned around.
Boom!
Not far away, next to the huge Divine Dragon remains, the dragon vein node below the ground suddenly lit up with a dazzling red light.
Blessed by the energy and blood of thousands of K'un-Lun monks outside the cave, and nourished by Dragonheart Crucible's newly recovered Essence, massive amounts of flesh, flesh and scales were rapidly intertwined and reshaped in the red light.
In just a few breaths, a brand new red scale Divine Dragon condensed and took shape in the light!
The newly born Shou-Lao is slightly smaller than before, but the dark gold lines flowing between the gaps in its scales are deeper and more concise than the previous body.
Shou-Lao stood next to his original corpse, shook his newly born head, and did not assume any attack posture. The pair of red-gold vertical pupils stared at Lucian quietly on the stone platform, with complex eyes. This was the first time it encountered such a powerful creature. The previous testers almost only relied on their body skills and skills to find the flaw in the lifeline imprinted on their chest. Because the heart was taken out, hitting the flaw in the chest could severely injure and kill them.
The stronger one could just fight to the death with him in an upright manner, but this person was so strong that even the punch didn't touch him, and he could clearly feel the high-level energy and blood that Lucian fed back to Dragon Heart just now.
If the human in front of me wanted to kill it, all he had to do was crush the heart just now, and it would completely disappear today. Not only did the human being spare its life, it even gave it a trace of a higher level of life Essence, helping it refine its dragon heart!
This is completely beyond the scope of a trial; it is a casual reward from a superior to a inferior.
Shou-Lao's huge body bowed slightly, lowered his high head, and a gentle thought with awe came into Lucian's mind:
"Strong man, you have passed the test. According to the rules of K'un-Lun, from today on, you can inherit the name of 'Iron Fist' and take charge of my Essence."
Lucian walked down the stone steps, heard the voice in his head, and waved his hand casually:
"Iron Fist's name should be reserved for the next unlucky guy chosen by you K'un-Lun."
Shou-Lao was stunned for a moment, and the huge dragon head was slightly raised. It seemed that he did not expect that someone would reject the title of "Iron Fist" without hesitation after defeating him and even putting his hand into Dragonheart Crucible.
Lucian walked to Shou-Lao, took a look at the huge Divine Beasts, and said:
"Although the process was not pleasant, since I broke in today and took your airway Essence, I will not take your benefits in vain."
Having said this, Lucian continued in a calm tone:
"If I remember correctly, the five guys who defected from you K'un-Lun thousands of years ago established an organization called 'The Hand' outside. They survived by relying on the half-baked secret techniques they stole from you. I'm breathing hard now, and the last bit of 'Dragon Bone' I have in my hand to extend my life should be almost used up. Recently I have been secretly plotting against your remains New York and you K'un-Lun."
At the mention of "The Hand" and "Dragon Bone", Shou-Lao's originally calm vertical pupils instantly surged with a violent murderous intent, and two jets of hot white gas spewed out of his nostrils!
The traitor who covets his own remains and even grinds them into powder to extend his life is an absolutely unforgivable enemy! Unfortunately, it is limited by this immortal cycle and cannot stay away from its own heart. The new generation Lei Kung and others are hindered by the restriction of the portal opening every fifteen years, which allows those five bugs to roam freely in the outside world for thousands of years.
"After returning to New York, I helped you get rid of those old guys who should have been in the coffin long ago, which can be regarded as cleaning up the house for you."
Lucian walked towards the outside of the cave, "Take good care of your heart, maybe I will come to take some samples in the future."
Shou-Lao watched silently as the black figure walked to the entrance of the cave, and again blew out two streams of white air from its nostrils.
This time, there was no trace of hostility.
Facing the direction Lucian was leaving, it silently nodded its huge head in an extremely humane manner. Then it turned around and rolled up the remains of its old body on the ground, and slowly retreated into the deepest part of the dark cave. It began to absorb and complete its own body, which was new but had more potential. It settled next to the stone platform again, waiting for the next trialist who truly belonged to K'un-Lun to open the mountain gate.
Outside the cave.
Thousands of monks, including Welcome Plaza and Lei Kung, who were sitting cross-legged on the back mountain passage, suddenly felt an unprecedented vitality coming from the depths of the earth!
Shou-Lao was not only successfully resurrected, but the breath that came back was even more condensed and purer than before he was killed!
"It... it's successful! Shou-Lao Nirvana is successful!"
Just as the faces of the monks showed a trace of ecstasy about surviving a disaster, a faint blue space crack flashed directly in the air behind the mountain. Lucian took one last look at K'un-Lun, the so-called Jade Emperor, and ignored it.
This man in yellow robe is also named Jade Emperor, but he is not the same person as the Jade Emperor of Da Luotian whom I posted before.
Without stopping for a moment, the demon-like man, after taking away everything he wanted, had directly tore open the dimensional barrier and left K'un-Lun!
Lei Kung stared blankly at the healing space crack in the sky. For a long time, he exhaled a long breath and said in a deep voice to the frightened elders beside him:
"The order goes down, today's matter is classified as K'un-Lun's top secret, no one is allowed to leak a word..."
At the same time.
Earth, New York, Manhattan In a secret classical manor deep underground.
Madame Gao, who was wearing a Tang suit and leaning on a cane, was sitting around a long table with four the Hand supreme leaders, including Bakuto and Alexander.
On the desktop, there is a tablet computer that is playing the live broadcast of Vought International global bounty Skrulls, as well as a preliminary analysis report on the "Extremis Five" super serum.
"This Lucian, the good thing in your hand is really eye-catching..."
Alexander stared at the serum that exuded a pale golden light on the screen, and licked his lips greedily, "Our 'resurrection substance' has bottomed out, New York from the ground Dragon Bone has been so crowded recently that I can't dig it out for a while. If we can get the serum formula of Vought International, it might be able to replace Dragon Bone, allowing us to completely get rid of the threat of death!"
Bakuto's eyes flickered and he looked at Madame Gao who had his eyes closed to rest. "Madame Gao, you have stayed at K'un-Lun the longest and are well-informed. Do you think we have a chance to get in touch with this Vought International, or... send someone to invite the person who made this serum?"
Madame Gao slowly opened his cloudy but shrewd old eyes, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, the bamboo crutch she was holding in her hand made a "click" sound and broke into two pieces in the middle without any warning!
An inexplicable chill instantly ran up her tailbone and onto her Tianling Cap!