Chapter 1635

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Promotion to Heavenly Saint

After walking out of the blood-red tunnel, Zhuo Wen saw a huge blood-red hall. The blood-red hall was also made of blood-red flesh walls, and they were constantly squirming.

In the center of the hall, there was a pool of blood that was about a hundred feet wide. The pool was filled with surging blood water that flowed endlessly.

Zhuowen could feel that the pool of blood contained a rich power of blood. The power of blood was so great that it made Zhuowen feel deep veneration.

At the same time, Zhuowen found that the hall was filled with resentment. The resentment had transformed into countless ferocious faces. There were human figures, beast figures, and other strange shapes.

The hall was huge, and there were far more resentment than the bloody tunnel Zhuowen had been in before.

"That pool of blood is the Blood Refining Divine Pool. It contains the essence blood of countless creatures over the years. It's very beneficial to warriors who enter it, especially for someone like you who has entered it for the first time. The Blood Refining Divine Pool will benefit you the most."

"Er, as for the resentment, you can think of a way to get rid of it yourself. I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, the white-haired old man suddenly whistled beside Zhuowen. In an instant, all the resentment in the hall cast their gazes towards Zhuowen. The ferocious gazes made Zhuowen's scalp tingle.

"Young man, work hard. I believe that these resentments are nothing to you!"

The white-haired old man patted Zhuo Wen's shoulder. Soon after, he drilled into the meat wall beside him.

"This old bastard …"

Zhuowen could not help but curse. The Blood Cauldron's Spirit had tricked him. It had purposely drawn the resentment's attention to him.

However, Zhuowen also knew that the Blood Cauldron's Spirit was probably afraid that Zhuowen would not do his best to get rid of the resentment. That was why it had used such a method.

Whoosh!

The massive amount of resentment whizzed over like an avalanche, instantly drowning Zhuowen.

"There's really a lot of resentment here!"

Zhuowen frowned slightly. The seventy drops of Yellow Springs around him spun at high speed. The power of cycles continuously refined the resentment in the surroundings.

Unfortunately, there were just too many resentful spirits. Even with the Yellow Springs Water Droplet's defense, there were still many resentful spirits that passed through the gaps and headed straight for Zhuowen's body.

It was a good thing that Zhuowen's original body had fused with his Holy Body. His body was unparalleled in the world. Although there were many resentments, they didn't cause too much harm to him.

Although resentment could affect one's mind, Zhuowen's willpower was firm. Most of the resentment was blocked by him, so his mind wasn't affected too much.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuowen slowly walked towards the Blood Refinement Divine Pond while being enveloped by boundless resentment.

After about fifteen minutes, Zhuowen arrived at the side of the Blood Refinement Divine Pond. He could even feel the rich power of blood gushing out from within.

"I hope the Blood Refinement Divine Pond can really help me break through to the Heavenly Saint realm!"

Zhuowen took off his shirt and immediately jumped into the Blood Refinement Divine Pond.

Zhuowen knew very well that his current situation wasn't good. He had taken Xue Hentian's First Yang Dao Sword, so Xue Hentian would definitely not let him off.

Moreover, Xue Mo knew Zhuowen's true identity. Now that something had happened to Zhuowen, Xue Mo probably wouldn't stay still. When the time came, there was a high possibility that his true identity would be exposed.

Zhuowen knew that if his strength increased by another level, it would be much easier for him to face Xue Hentian and the others again.

Whoosh!

The moment Zhuowen stepped into the Blood Refinement Divine Pond, the surrounding blood started to boil. Following that, Zhuowen was shocked to find that an extremely rich power was entering his body from his acupuncture points, spreading to his limbs and bones.

At that moment, he felt a warm feeling all over his body. It was a very comfortable feeling. Zhuowen couldn't help but let out a comfortable groan and squint his eyes.

The moment Zhuowen entered the Blood Refinement Divine Pond, the resentment that had been pestering Zhuowen all retreated, as if the Blood Refinement Divine Pond was their taboo.

"Trying to escape?

It won't be that easy. "

Seeing that the surrounding resentment was escaping, Zhuowen's gaze grew colder. He pinched his sword fingers with his right hand and immediately, more than seventy Underworld Water Droplets shot out and started to sweep away the surrounding resentment.

Zhuowen knew very well that if all the resentment was absorbed by the Underworld Water Droplets, it would definitely be able to create more than double the number of Underworld Water Droplets.

As the number of Underworld Water Droplets increased, the power of his Slaughtering Underworld Finger would naturally increase as well.

While Zhuowen was immersed in the Blood Refinement Divine Pond, his second clone came to a courtyard in the Azure Dragon Square. This courtyard was arranged by Zhuowen for Elder Fu and Xiao Yu to stay in.

"Young Master Mu!"

"Big Brother Mu!"

Old Fu and Xiao Yu stood up one after another with a cautious look on their faces. They had already found out about what had happened outside the Azure Dragon Hall. The battle between Zhuo Wen and the eight great experts of the Blood Hatred Sky was deeply imprinted in their minds.

The youth before them didn't seem old and his cultivation wasn't high, but his strength had shocked the two of them.

Xiao Yu's face was filled with admiration, while Elder Fu was hopeful. He knew that the youth before them might really be able to help them kill Xue Hen Heaven.

Zhuowen waved his sleeve and took out a treasured sword that was as bright as the sun. He said, "Xiao Yu, can you help me refine this First Yang Dao Sword?

Didn't we agree that this First Yang Dao Sword should be one of the rewards for helping you? "

"Don't worry, Big Brother Mu. I have the Nine Yang Physique. I can help you erase Xue Hen Heaven's imprint. Moreover, I will imprint my aura on the First Yang Dao Sword to help Big Brother Mu refine it." Xiao Yu agreed without hesitation.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Zhuowen nodded and handed the First Yang Dao Sword to Xiao Yu.

Time passed by slowly. In a flash, one month had passed. At this moment, the resentment in the Blood Refinement Hall had become much thinner. Most of the resentment had escaped into other passages in the hall, not daring to face the Underworld Water Droplets.

As for the Underworld Water Droplets, they had increased from seventy to two hundred. With these two hundred Underworld Water Droplets, Zhuowen's Slaughtering Underworld Finger would be many times more powerful than before.

At this moment, the Blood Refinement Pool was boiling. In the middle of the Blood Refinement Pool, a topless figure was quietly sitting cross-legged like a stone statue.

The figure's upper body was covered with countless blood-red veins. The Blood Energy in the Blood Refinement Pool flowed into the figure's body through these veins.

Zhuo Wen abruptly opened his eyes, and a ray of light flickered within them. The aura on his body continued to rise, as if a ferocious beast was gradually awakening within his body.

His aura skyrocketed from the early stage of the Arcane Shattering Saint Realm to the peak of the Arcane Shattering Saint Realm. However, at the peak of the Arcane Shattering Saint Realm, Zhuo Wen's aura began to slow down and even showed signs of stagnation.

"You can't let this growing aura stagnate. You have to break through it in one go. Otherwise, you won't have the chance to become a Heavenly Saint.

If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you'll be able to break through again. "Xiao Hei's calm voice sounded in Zhuowen's mind.

Zhuowen nodded. Without hesitation, he took out porcelain bottles from his Spiritual Ring. These porcelain bottles were filled with Immortal Elixirs. Of course, they were all Upper Grade Immortal Elixirs.

There was a limit to the number of Immortal Elixirs. He would not waste them.

After opening the bottle corks, Zhuowen poured out all the Upper Grade Immortal Elixirs from the porcelain bottles. Then, his Saint Power swept up the Immortal Elixirs like a snake. He crushed them one by one and absorbed all the medicinal efficacy into his body.

With the help of the medicinal efficacy of these Immortal Elixirs, Zhuowen's aura, which had stagnated before, began to rise rapidly again.

"Not enough!"

Zhuowen's eyes were sharp. With a wave of his right hand, he took out another porcelain bottle from his Spiritual Ring. This porcelain bottle contained Immortal Elixirs.

Zhuowen sighed softly. He felt a little pained. There was a limit to the number of Immortal Elixirs. If not for the fact that he had no other choice, he would not have dared to waste them.

However, Zhuowen was a decisive person. He opened the bottle cork. There were only three Immortal Elixirs in it. His Saint Power swept out and wrapped around the three Immortal Elixirs. He crushed them one by one. A surge of medicinal efficacy swept out. Zhuowen's aura reached its peak in an instant.

At this moment, the eight types of Rules in Zhuowen's body suddenly flowed through his meridians from his Sea of Consciousness and merged with the Saint Power in his Dantian.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen could clearly feel that the fusion of his Saint Energy and the Precepts had reached a perfect level. With just a thought, he could use Saint Energy that contained eight Precepts.

The Nascent Soul in his Dantian began to curl up. Finally, it turned into a round golden elixir that shone with golden light.

"Nascent Soul Transformation Elixir!"

Zhuowen's eyes were sharp. The essential difference between a Profound Saint and a Heavenly Saint was that the Profound Saint's source of power was still the Nascent Soul, while the Heavenly Saint's source of power was the Origin Elixir.

The Origin Elixir carried much purer Saint Power than the Nascent Soul. Moreover, the Origin Elixir was not as fragile as the Nascent Soul. It could withstand heavy blows.

Moreover, as long as the Origin Elixir was not destroyed, it would be much easier to recover than the Nascent Soul.

Zhuowen narrowed his eyes and quietly felt the transformation in his body. He could feel that the Saint Power in his body was much denser and more powerful than the Fragmented Saint Realm.

This metamorphosis brought him an improvement in all aspects. All the secret techniques and cultivation methods on his body were enhanced with this metamorphosis. Even the power of the Laws was much stronger than before.

Take the Law of the Void as an example. If the current Zhuowen used the Law of the Void, he could travel much further than before.

With Zhuowen's current strength, using eight types of Rules, it was no problem for him to kill a Sun Sky Saint Realm expert.

Of course, if he added the Slaughtering Finger of Styx, Zhuowen could instantly kill a Sky Sky Saint Realm expert.

"Little guy, now that I'm a Heavenly Saint, you should recognize me as your master, right?"

Zhuo Wen smiled faintly. He suddenly untied the fiery-red belt on his waist and spoke in a somewhat mocking manner.