Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor-Chapter 1755 - 1754: Fifth Grade Spirit Body!

To cultivate the body, one must remove impurities within, refine blood, flesh, and bones, and condense them into something stronger and harder.

Therefore, in terms of time, it takes at least twice as long as cultivating the Martial Path Cultivation Base, and even more.

...

Inside the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son, time flies like a white horse passing a gap, flowing like water.

Two months passed quickly.

"Boom!!"

In a certain instant, within the valley, a strong aura erupted.

Fifth Grade Spirit Body Realm!

Su Han opened his eyes, emitting a sharp glow.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, staring at his hands, feeling the power inside vastly stronger than before.

"Hahaha..."

Laughter emanated from Su Han’s mouth, hinting at the excitement within.

"With my current battle power, even without using Blazing Wine, I can crush and kill the Seventh Grade Void Heaven Realm below the peak!"

"Lin Qisha? World Without Equal? Han Junjie? Or even Huaa Qingfei?"

"Even if they have Imperial Artifacts with them, I can shatter their bodies with punches!"

"Divine Sea Realm, huh?"

"I’m not unqualified to fight, I can even suppress them!"

"Boom!"

For an instant, his cultivation base couldn’t be contained and spread out.

With a roar, it quickly dissipated, and Su Han’s entire breath was restrained again.

He looked up at the void, where the remaining quarter of the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid was slowly floating.

In silence, Su Han grabbed it and dashed into the distance.

...

During these two months, Mu Shenling indeed intended to focus on cultivation.

But she really couldn’t calm down.

The Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid was in Su Han’s possession; who knew if it was enough for him to consume?

If it wasn’t enough, then there was no hope for herself either.

Thus, Mu Shenling could only wait here anxiously, with no mood for cultivation.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, Su Han’s figure appeared.

Seeing Mu Shenling’s pout of helplessness, he couldn’t help but smile, "What, getting impatient from waiting?"

Seeing Su Han’s arrival, Mu Shenling perked up, "You... broke through?"

"Hmm."

Su Han nodded slightly, without saying much, he waved his hand and tossed the last of the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid to Mu Shenling.

"This item is precious, I won’t gift it to you, remember what you said, I want nothing else but the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid from the Nine-Headed Black Jiao, and at least three times as much as this."

Mu Shenling, delighted, seemed not to hear Su Han’s words, nodding profusely before beginning to cultivate with the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid.

Meanwhile, Su Han had already completed his breakthrough.

With nothing else to do, he looked through the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son to the outside.

Seeing this, Su Han froze where he stood.

The outside world was indeed as he had expected: one day had passed, and the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon’s consumption had already concluded.

Su Han didn’t see how grand the scene was, but he could see the figure of the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon had vanished.

Outside, there was a veil of faint red mist, which Su Han knew came from blood.

Not many corpses were visible, but the tens of thousands of people who had originally been inside the light barrier were all gone.

The light barrier had dissipated, and the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon had evidently returned to Flood Dragon Lake. Su Han scanned the crowd of millions in the distance, locating World Without Equal and others.

He just knew that these people must have other measures and would not perish at the hands of the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon.

As for the other tens of thousands, Su Han couldn’t find them and didn’t know whether they had left or perished.

What bothered Su Han was that none of the people had left, as if they were waiting for something.

Lin Qisha and others had a trace of a cold smile at the corners of their mouths.

Han Junjie bore deep resentment in his eyes, standing beside an elder, continuously recounting something.

Su Han speculated that the elder should be the one First Grade Divine Sea Realm elder whom World Without Equal mentioned!

"Waiting for me?"

Su Han narrowed his eyes, his mouth curling into a sneer.

"First Grade Divine Sea Realm, huh? So what?"

"If they’re really waiting for me, then I also want to test what battle power I possess after advancing to the Fifth Grade Spirit Body Realm."

"This First Grade Divine Sea Realm elder is the perfect trial opponent!"

With those words, Su Han swung his wide sleeves and sat down cross-legged.

...

In an instant, another two-plus months passed inside the Xumi Ring of the Holy Son.

While in the outside world, two days had already gone by.

"Still not out?"

Han Junjie seemed somewhat impatient, saying in a deep voice, "Logically, after two days, even if avoiding the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon’s consumption, he should have already emerged."

"Could it be he’s cultivating?" Huaa Qingfei asked.

With those words, everyone’s expression turned somber.

To cultivate, naturally, using the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon’s Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid. Their purpose for waiting here was indeed to take down Su Han, but the primary goal was the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid!

The Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid previously sprayed out by the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon was clearly visible, roughly palm-sized, certainly ample for Han Junjie and Huaa Qingfei to consume and refine, and even have leftover.

"Even if he truly consumed some, it’s unlikely he consumed it all. Even counting Mu Shenling, there would still be some of the Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid left!" Han Junjie clenched his fists slightly.

"Could he have perished under the Sky-Filling Spirit Flood Dragon’s consumption?" a woman next to Elder Wu asked.

"Impossible!"

Huaa Qingfei immediately replied, "He has an item with a special space. During the previous siege, I sensed it quite clearly. It was by entering that special space that he freed himself from the bindings of my ribbon."

"Oh." The woman nodded, no longer speaking.

Their intentions were obvious to everyone around.

World Without Equal and Lin Qisha had also not departed, holding unknown intentions.

As for the other millions of loose cultivators, not one had left either, evidently aware that without the barrier, this elder from the Divine Sea would certainly take action.

They wanted to see if Su Han could survive below the Divine Sea Realm...

"That Flood Dragon Spirit Liquid must be obtained. If I can refine even a bit, I can break through to the Fifth Grade Void Heaven Realm, and Qingfei can also achieve a breakthrough. Then, even World Without Equal might not be our match, and my battle power below the Divine Sea Realm will be invincible!" Han Junjie said, filled with anticipation.

Huaa Qingfei seemed like a little bird nestled by Han Junjie’s side.

"Rest assured."

Elder Wu smiled faintly, "He won’t escape from my hands."

"Hmm!"

Han Junjie nodded solidly.

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, in the distant void above, a robust figure slowly appeared.