Fantasy: Immortality Begins with Absorbing Demons

Chapter 594 Bloodline Absorption

Soon, strands of energy were driven to wrap around the spine, mixing with the blood ink to form a strange pattern.

The pattern looks like a little person roaring to the sky.

After a short while, Han Yi opened his eyes, revealing a look of relief.

"The prescription worked, and the fourth bone rune is also fine. The four basic bone runes are now complete, and the inscription stage has truly stabilized..."

The most basic aspect of the inscription stage is the four fundamental bone patterns. These are bone patterns that all true bodies need to have inscribed.

"Unfortunately, I haven't finalized my true body condensation yet... Also, according to **, this prescription can't be used too often; it can only be used a dozen or so times at most."

The first time is the most effective; after that, the acceleration effect of the inscription will be lost due to the cumulative effect of the medicine.

Han Yi slowly stepped out of the bathtub and sighed.

There are only a few ways to accelerate inscription. For a lasting, long-term, and consistently effective result, changing the external environment is the most reliable approach.

After the medicinal properties in the bathtub are completely absorbed, the water becomes murky, black, and extremely smelly.

Han Yi tidied up the remaining food while pondering.

Zhong Yunxiu gave him many options for a true form, but no matter which one, there would be some flaws.

These flaws may not be very harmful in the early stages, but once one becomes a master, these seemingly insignificant flaws could very well leave fatal hidden dangers.

The true form he wanted to condense, even if it wasn't perfect, at the very least, couldn't have any major flaws.

"Alright, let's wait and see. If it really doesn't work out, I'll consider Master's recommendation." He picked up a towel and casually dried himself. Water droplets dripped down his wet hair.

A face with sharp angles, a long neck, explosive chest muscles, and a perfectly sculpted physique.

Although he is only slightly taller and stronger than an average person, if his inner power were to be fully unleashed, he would be equivalent to an enemy of a certain level.

Han Yi himself didn't know either.

At the very least, he has no rivals at the level of martial arts master.

In fact, most of Han Yi's strength lies in his physical body. His internal energy is merely one of his supplementary methods.

Therefore, pausing the inscription process before choosing a suitable true body will have a negligible impact on his strength.

"So, if I unleash my full power..."

Han Yi suddenly became interested. He slowly loosened the restrictions.

call…...

Heavy breathing filled the room.

Han Yi's entire body began to tremble violently.

The muscles, bulging like small mountains, resembled huge tumors, swelling up all over the body, exuding a violent beauty.

One of its thighs is as thick as an adult male's waist.

The originally pale yellow skin surface has turned into a dark gray like leather armor.

"Ah...so comfortable...this feeling of being unrestrained..." Han Yi gently raised his hand and easily touched the ceiling.

He's already over two meters tall, almost three meters, just in terms of height. That's why he can easily touch the roof.

Han Yi let out a long breath. "The Pure Yang state is actually the true manifestation of my power, a state in which my muscles are fully released. The ordinary human body I maintain in daily life is just a special disguise I create by forcibly compressing and squeezing it together using the Concealing Spirit Technique."

He moved his body and felt his blood and energy flowing smoothly throughout his body.

As his strength continued to grow, especially his physical strength.

His self-created three-stage transformation of pure yang state is gradually becoming less and less advanced.

Or rather, it can no longer be considered a grand finale change, and has instead become a regular occurrence.

The so-called three stages are Titanium Extreme, Divine Awe, and Body Protection. He can now use the first two stages at will, even without consciously using them.

Only his final Vajra Body Protection could be considered a trump card.

In fact, his physical growth is much faster than his strength. This is easy to understand.

His training in internal strength basically depended entirely on his progress with the Cold Yin Nine-Bend Palm.

However, in terms of purely physical training, he has combined several different external martial arts techniques, especially the Heaven-Mending Technique, which continuously increases his vital energy. Even without deliberately training his physical body, his physical strength will increase day by day.

But recently, he has noticed that this growth seems to have stalled.

It's like, even in terms of sheer physical strength, there's an invisible barrier between a martial artist and a grandmaster.

“There is a path to internal strength, but I haven’t made a choice yet. As for the future of my physical body… it seems I can only rely on the panel to predict it…” He sorted out his future cultivation direction.

Ultimately, his strength lies in his physical body.

The physical body is strong, the strength is great, the speed is fast, and the endurance is long-lasting. It is a comprehensive, permanent, and inexhaustible boost.

While strength can also increase speed and power, it can only be increased for a short time and requires the consumption of strength.

Increasing physical strength should be his priority, rather than focusing on raw power.

“Then… let’s begin…” he thought to himself.

The Yin energy obtained from the second transaction with Su Muwan was slowly consumed and transformed into the Heaven-Mending Technique to upgrade its level.

boom!

A thunderclap suddenly resounded in his mind.

A burning sensation, like that of a blazing furnace, emerged from within his body.

Click...

He seemed to hear something inside his body cracking, making a crisp sound like shattering glass.

After it shattered, it was quickly thrown into the invisible furnace within the body, where it was burned and decomposed into countless tiny substances. Whoosh…

Even though the doors and windows were tightly closed, a sound of wind could be heard in the study.

Wisps of black smoke slowly spread throughout the room.

The black gas was initially just a tiny bit, a thin layer on the ground, but gradually it began to gather under the bed and under the tables and chairs.

The black air currents moved, making a whooshing sound.

Finally, the entire room was shrouded in black mist, like the deepest night, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

"Is this the power within my bloodline...?"

In the darkness, a barely perceptible sigh could be heard.

blow!

The black mist roared up, and all the items in the room were swept up by the black mist, like a huge black tornado.

In the center of the tornado was Han Yi with his eyes closed.

Like swallows returning to their nests, countless streams of black energy surged into Han Yi's body.

He was shrouded in black mist, like a king in the darkness, receiving the worship of countless subjects.

Black energy clung to the surface of his body, and fine lines began to spread across his tall frame, ring after ring, layer after layer, in neat rows.

This makes Han Yi's appearance seem as if he is covered with a layer of ferocious scales.