Chapter 18

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A drop of deep blue blood.

It overflowed from the circle and instantly merged with the Fire Crow's sharp claws.

"Close your six senses, and focus on cultivation!" The words of the Qianlan Demon God interrupted Yang Qifeng, who was about to say something.

This drop of blood, though small, was extremely domineering.

After it rushed into Yang Qifeng's body, it began to rampage wildly.

Like a maggot burrowing into flesh, it gnawed away at the flesh in large bites.

The pain was bone-chilling. Yang Qifeng's sharp mouth opened, and his face contorted in a human-like manner.

"It's not enough; you need to add more force," the Qianlan Demon God sighed as he looked at Yang Qifeng. Then, a mysterious fluctuation flashed, and the Three Pure Fires around them began to surge.

They continuously converged on Yang Qifeng, covering his body. Layer upon layer of flames engulfed Yang Qifeng's body.

The endless flames transformed into essence energy, stimulating Yang Qifeng's body from all directions.

Yang Qifeng felt his acupoints pulsating. He knew it was an illusion and ignored it, beginning to control the converted essence energy to resist the drop of demon god's blood.

After entering his body, that drop of demon god's blood transformed into millions of tiny needles, constantly piercing through Yang Qifeng's body, leaving countless holes.

Yang Qifeng watched as this scene unfolded. His proud body, pierced by the blood needles, was riddled with holes and in tatters. This discovery was shocking. The fire true body Yang Qifeng had condensed was already quite strong.

Refining a true body in divine fire is not an empty phrase.

In the world of flames composed of the Three Pure Fires and the Three Realms Purifying Fire, it was impossible for Yang Qifeng's body to be weak. The flames naturally strengthened his body, and the shock of this scene was unimaginable.

The demon god's blood continuously destroyed and absorbed the endless flames, which were converted into essence energy, nourishing Yang Qifeng's flesh and bones at all times.

However, the intense pain of the flesh changing could not be concealed. It felt as if his entire body was being torn apart and scorched by the flames.

The most terrifying thing was that the pain kept increasing, seemingly without limit, and it did not become numb even with the accumulation of pain. Yang Qifeng had never endured such immense pain. Although his previous life had its ups and downs, he had never been tortured. The most painful thing he experienced was a broken bone during a battle when he was young.

Compared to this, a broken bone was trivial.

Even though Yang Qifeng's mind was relatively strong, far surpassing ordinary people, he was on the verge of collapse.

The Qianlan Demon God had miscalculated this time. He did not expect that the pain generated by cultivating the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang would be beyond what Yang Qifeng could bear. After all, in this mythological world, Yang Qifeng could only be compared to ordinary people, and he was far inferior to the immortals and deities.

"Never mind, I overlooked this," the Qianlan Demon God sighed, his face twisted, as he watched Yang Qifeng's internal condition. He realized he had not considered everything. Successfully cultivating the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang and opening thirty-six acupoints at once was impossible. If he continued, Yang Qifeng would die from his body collapsing.

The Qianlan Demon God was a decisive person. Upon realizing the situation was beyond control, he decisively sent a divine thought into Yang Qifeng's mind and shouted, "A sage's mind is calm and focused, and nothing can distract him......"

At the same time, the dense and concentrated flames surrounding Yang Qifeng began to dissipate, leaving only a thin layer.

"The Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang are all about opening acupoints. The thirty-six transformations correspond to thirty-six acupoints. Since it's difficult to open the acupoints, it's better to focus on one acupoint and complete the opening as soon as possible, absorbing the demon god's blood. If it continues to rampage, I will surely die from the pain."

"Specialization leads to expertise, while generalization leads to mediocrity!"

Thinking this, Yang Qifeng suddenly had a moment of enlightenment. He also inwardly cursed the Qianlan Demon God, who had asked him to open thirty-six acupoints at once, which was like pulling up seedlings to help them grow.

Although he cursed inwardly, the endless pain continued to spread through his body, and Yang Qifeng did not dare to be negligent.

The force that was originally dispersed into thirty-six points was now concentrated into one. The endless essence energy, like a sharp cone, pierced down forcefully.

A sharp pain, deep to the bone, made Yang Qifeng cry out. Despite the pain, the effect was evident; a tiny acupoint had been successfully opened.

Focusing his mind, he began to direct the needle-like demon god's blood to continuously impact the acupoint. The acupoint continued to open, and the tormented Yang Qifeng felt time had stopped, with the pain seeming eternal.

Time passed slowly. The demon god's blood no longer rampaged through his body. The riddled body began to heal with the converted essence energy, but Yang Qifeng still felt as if he could be destroyed at any moment.

The acupoint was as narrow as a drain, too small to accommodate the essence energy and the demon god's blood.

Under Yang Qifeng's shocked gaze, the acupoint was gradually stretched and enlarged.

What was once as small as a pore was now like a wide-open mouth.

"The acupoint has reached its limit; open the second acupoint," the Qianlan Demon God shouted.

Without hesitation, Yang Qifeng followed the Qianlan Demon God's instructions, gathering his strength and forcefully opening the second acupoint.

The second acupoint was opened, and the force did not weaken much. The acupoint continued to stretch and enlarge until it reached its limit. Without waiting for the Qianlan Demon God's reminder, Yang Qifeng directly opened the third acupoint.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth acupoints were opened one after another, and Yang Qifeng had used up most of the essence energy.

The six acupoints formed a small circulation, with the essence energy flowing smoothly without any obstruction.

Without the vast essence energy and the demon god's blood rampaging, Yang Qifeng's expression became peaceful.

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