In the Endless Fog, Yun Che was sitting cross-legged atop an abyssal stone. He was surrounded by ceaselessly churning gray abyssal fog and the constant, distant roars of abyssal beasts. However, the terrifying presence of the Abyssal Qilin God always drove them away when they got close.0

Yun Che’s eyes were closed. Inside his consciousness, a drop of Vermillion Bird origin blood, red as carnelian, was suspended in the air, unmoving. Inside the bead of blood, what looked like a small divine shadow of the Vermillion Bird was spreading its wings and letting out a cry, stirring up its own blood for a long, long time.1

With his Ancestral Holy Body and the Heretic God Profound Veins, he could have refined even the origin blood essence of the Vermillion True God itself in under a month. He could have refined all nine drops perfectly.0

Right now, Yun Che only needed to refine one-seventh of a drop… That was enough for him to ignite the Vermillion Bird Flame with some Vermillion Bird divine aura in it.3

Buzz—0

His consciousness space let out a weak buzz. As his profound energy gently enveloped the Vermillion Bird divine blood, several wisps of crimson light slowly dissipated and flooded into Yun Che’s blood vessels, meridians, and profound veins…0

Although it was only a few faint wisps, they exploded inside his body with sky-scorching, sea-boiling power. If he were anyone else, the pain of their bones being scorched and their flesh being cooked would have them writhing in pain. They would have to handle all sorts of risks that could erupt at any moment....0