His body sank completely into the spirit liquid, and an indescribably vast current of warmth instantly enveloped Song Yan's every limb and bone.
Unlike the tearing meridians and burning flesh he had experienced when tempering his body with demon blood, this was exceedingly gentle.
Yet gentleness did not mean weakness. Even diluted many times over, the purity of this power was still astonishing.
Song Yan could not help inwardly congratulating himself on having diluted it so much. Otherwise, although his body was strong enough that his meridians would not have been injured, much of it would easily have gone to waste.
In the space of a moment's distraction, this power had already begun gently washing through his body and meridians.
Song Yan dared not delay and hurriedly began circulating the Nameless Mnemonic.
Pure vitality and wood-element spiritual Qi inherently had the ability to cleanse the sinews and marrow and repair meridians.
Under this cleansing, the imperfections accumulated through years of cultivation and the remnants of pill poison were stripped away bit by bit and steamed out of him.
What delighted Song Yan even more was that extremely faint hissing occasionally came from throughout his body, followed by wisps of black-red Qi carrying a filthy, fishy stench.
"Demon Sha Qi..."
When he had previously tempered his body with Qilin precious blood and the Tiger Demon's essence blood, demon Sha Qi had inevitably seeped into his flesh and bones.
This Sha Qi was like a festering sore clinging to the bone, difficult to eradicate. It did not ordinarily affect cultivation or combat, but in the long run, it posed a considerable hidden danger.
He had originally planned to ask Sheng Nian for a means of removing Sha Qi after his third round of demon-blood body tempering.
He had never expected this round