Chapter 666 - 392: Forging a Bloody Path
The appalling sight left the nearby Qi Siyun completely stunned.
But he recalled Tang Ze’s earlier words about how Zicai Yi seemed to have secretly hexed him, so he rushed over to help.
However, before he could get close, it became clear that Tang Ze, who was lying face-up on the Black Water Mystic Snake’s back, was not done yet.
It was a delayed reaction. Only now was he turning into a human fountain.
The moment Qi Siyun got close, he was caught completely off guard and got hit in multiple places.
It wasn’t that his reaction was too slow. Tang Ze was a Golden Core Realm Judge, after all, and all his bodily functions had been enhanced to an epic level.
As a result, his Burst was massive, and its speed was no different from a long-range offensive Skill.
And so, Qi Siyun tragically suffered this "baptism."
Upon realizing what the substance all over him was, Qi Siyun’s entire body trembled. Then, as if he’d been hit by an Immobilization Spell, he froze completely.
To be frank, if he had a choice, Qi Siyun would have rather been doused in Golden Juice.
"AAAAAAHHHHH..."
After being frozen for a long moment, Qi Siyun let out a hysterical, horrified scream.
Even the goshawk beneath him was startled and began flapping its wings frantically...
Meanwhile, on Zou Feng’s List of Gods, the light from Tang Ze’s and Qi Siyun’s names began to dim at almost the same time.
Zou Feng was rather puzzled by this.
’After all, I could only target one Golden Core Realm big shot, and I had clearly chosen Tang Ze. So why was Qi Siyun’s name also dimming?’
Though he couldn’t figure it out, Zou Feng was overjoyed.
These were dangerous times, after all. With one less Golden Core Realm Tribulation Cultivator hunting him, his chances of successfully escaping back to the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect would be that much higher.
’Speaking of which, the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect must know something has gone wrong at the Celestial Hearing Tower by now. They’ve surely sent experts to quell the chaos.’
’So, strictly speaking, I don’t need to spend another ten-odd days just to reach the signal range of the Celestial Dao Cauldron.’
’If I just flee for another four or five days, I might run into the disciples the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect sent to handle this mess...’
At this thought, Zou Feng heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
After all, having to flee for his life for another ten-plus days would be incredibly stressful. ’Heaven knows how many more Immortal Officials and Judges might suddenly notice this juicy target.’
’Just on the List of Gods right now, there are several unfamiliar names. Judging by their brightness, they’re clearly more Golden Core Realm big shots.’
Zou Feng stopped overthinking and focused on the Refinement and absorption of the External Pill from Zicai Yi.
Before he knew it, half the night had passed.
Since the names of both Tang Ze and Qi Siyun had dimmed, and Zou Feng was still continuously channeling the side effects, he concluded that the two of them wouldn’t be catching up anytime soon.
He was able to spend that half of the night on his Refinement in relative peace.
The results were, naturally, quite remarkable.
"Immortal Path of External Alchemy (Perfection), Progress: 39%"
Previously, after his Immortal Path of External Alchemy had reached the Perfection stage, its progress was only at 1%. But now, before he had even finished the Refinement of Zicai Yi’s External Pill, the progress had shot up to 39%.
Such progress could only be described as terrifying.
Of course, such unnaturally rapid advancement came at a great cost.
But as for the specific cost, only Tang Ze himself knew for now.
’No, that’s not right. The Black Water Mystic Snake knew as well, but the poor mount had already died a gruesome death on the spot.’
And the one who had directly caused its demise was none other than Tang Ze himself.
Tang Ze had no time to mourn his mount, because he, too, was completely spent.
He was sprawled on the ground, limbs splayed out, staring up at the starry sky with an expression as serene as a buddha’s.
He was also noticeably thinner than before; his body had been well and truly hollowed out.
As for Qi Siyun...
He was meditating with his eyes closed over a hundred zhang from Tang Ze, looking like he was severely injured and in desperate need of recovery.
Notably, Qi Siyun had already changed his clothes and scrubbed himself clean from head to toe.
Yet he couldn’t shake the feeling that a certain smell still clung to him.
If he so much as took a deep whiff, his stomach would churn all over again, making him want to vomit up his own bile.
Meanwhile, the benefits of Zou Feng’s Refinement weren’t limited to his Immortal Path of External Alchemy.
Zicai Yi had also been a master of the Dual Cultivation Dao, so naturally, the progress of his Great Universal Hand had also been greatly boosted.
"Great Universal Hand (Unity of Heaven and Man), Progress: 55%"
’Now that my Great Universal Hand has reached this level,’ Zou Feng estimated, ’while I can’t get someone pregnant just by looking at them, a single palm strike could have my opponent "blessed with a child."’
Whoever he struck would get knocked up.
"Silent Extinction Poison Flame (Perfection), Progress: 86%"
An improvement in the Outer Alchemy Dao would also amplify one’s own ’furnace fire,’ making Alchemy more convenient. Thus, his Silent Extinction Poison Flame had also benefited significantly.
"Abyssal Vortex Prison-Suppressing Force (Perfection), Progress: 14%"
This Heart Skill, which was derived from the Black Tortoise Sea-Suppressing Force, had also progressed considerably.
Now, when Zou Feng was Cultivating, it felt as if vortexes could form in his eyes, capable of trapping an opponent’s Heart Spirit.
In short, after this series of improvements, even Zou Feng himself felt he had become terrifyingly strong.
His Dao Foundation Realm Late Stage was not only completely consolidated, but was continuing to skyrocket.
Within his "Celestial Gate," the Primordial Chaos Qi grew ever more condensed, and had already begun to take on a fairly regular "spherical" shape.
This made Zou Feng wonder, ’If I could Refine one more Judge, wouldn’t I ascend on the spot?’