HBWnovel Chapter 116: Chapter 111: The Ultimate Realm, All Things Turn into Dragons!_2
Chapter 116: Chapter 111: The Ultimate Realm, All Things Turn into Dragons!_2
Bright sunshine poured through the vast French windows, at last scattering the gloomy darkness inside the Demon Suppression Tower.
To the left, a new secret chamber had been carved out of the wall.
Su Heng reached out to activate the mechanism.
Buzz!
The wall recessed downwards.
A dark corridor appeared before the two of them.
Following the corridor forward, there was no oil lamp, but a mysterious red light surfaced amidst the darkness.
A rich and pungent odor permeated the air, not unpleasant, but enough to make one feel uneasy.
Li Xunhao stopped in his tracks.
He adjusted his breathing before hurrying to catch up.
At the end of the corridor lay an octagonal chamber, its walls engraved with ancient, mythical beast patterns. A bronze longsword dangled from the cone-shaped ceiling, suppressing the malicious aura and hiding any traces of their presence. At the center of the room, the most conspicuous object was a circular blood pool, over five meters in diameter.
A thick and violent presence of murderous energy bubbled up from the blood pool, with bubbles roiling. One could even make out remnants of demon creatures and other such relics within.
This viscous liquid radiated light.
The red glow seen outside, and the discomfort felt, were all due to this very blood pool.
In the face of this hellish scene, Su Heng actually revealed a look of satisfaction.
He squatted by the edge of the blood pool and dipped his hand into it.
Sizzle!
At the mere touch,
the blood pool began to boil violently, releasing large bubbles and billowing smoke.
The liquid that made contact with Su Heng's palm seemed to come to life, climbing up his arm as if to pull him into the blood pool and digest him whole.
"Damn, this thing is way too evil!" Li Xunhao's eyebrows jumped violently at the sight.
He had been personally involved in the construction of the blood pool.
Demons, demon servants, half-demons, and so forth, all captured alive and thrown directly into the blood pool.
They'd scream terribly and struggle fiercely.
Within a few breaths, they would be digested thoroughly, flesh and bone.
And now, Su Heng had come personally to the edge of the blood pool.
It seemed as if the creatures that had died here were coming to seek revenge upon Su Heng.
Twisted, agonizing faces emerged from the blood pool, their bloody hands reaching out as if to drag Su Heng inside.
"Worthless beasts!" Su Heng huffed coldly.
An invisible ripple expanded from him, and the boiling blood pool instantly calmed down.
He slowly withdrew his hand from the water, streaked with thick and sticky blood. With a light flick, Su Heng cleaned it off.
After saying goodbye to Li Hongxiu, he arrived at the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.
Before even stepping in, a melodious and soothing sound of a zither gradually reached him.
In both his past and present life, Su Heng had little exposure to art appreciation, but still found the zither music quite appealing.
It was like early springtime.
Under the warm sunshine, the spring water mixed with ice chunks, making a ding-dong sound as it flowed over the pebbles.
Birds chirped cheerily as green sprouts pushed through the black earth on either side.
Brimming with life, yet carrying an inexpressible melancholy and loneliness that lingered, Su Heng paused, waiting patiently until the music ended before he stepped into the room.
In the room with red curtains hanging down,
The serpent demon lifted her pale hands from the black zither and raised her head, her deep gaze falling on Su Heng.
"This is what you wanted," Su Heng said, placing the basket on the floor and pushing it forward.
The basket slid across the floor as the white snake tail curled back.
Liu Qingqing gently touched her tail, but then Su Heng's voice suddenly came through, "Not necessary this time."
"Why?" Liu Qingqing's gaze held confusion.
"Your zither music was very pleasant to the ear," Su Heng said, "Consider that as your recompense."
Having said that, Su Heng turned and left.
He returned to the fifth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower as evening approached.
After sacrificing two unlucky souls from the eighth floor, the blood pool was finally completed, meeting Su Heng's requirements.
Su Heng slowly stripped off the clothes from his body, his muscular and dragon-like physique exposed in the flickering red light.
He recalled the melody he had heard earlier.
His excited mind gradually calmed down.
"The dragon is not just a special creature; it's also a state of being," Su Heng closed his eyes, remembering some records from the Eight Phases Secret Skill,
"Constant transformation, evolution, shedding the useless burdens, structures, cells, and keeping only the strongest parts for foundational split and evolution, until reaching the legendary realm of the 'dragon'!"
"Five Elements Division, return to the origin!" Su Heng took a deep breath, his chest heaving, "Integrating the essence of the five cultivation techniques, discarding the dregs. Accomplishing this, I'd also take on a third of the dragon form!"
With that thought, Su Heng no longer hesitated.
He stepped forward, plunging into the vast and massive blood pool before him.
Hiss!
The blood pool boiled violently, churning and exploding.
Thick blood transformed into numerous hands, wrapping around Su Heng completely, while countless tortured spirits wailed miserably, seeking to claim his life. However, Su Heng sat cross-legged in the center of the blood pool, exuding the majesty of a golden Buddha, imperturbable regardless of the ghosts' mournful cries.
He just continuously absorbed the essence of the many demons in the blood pool into his body.
During this process, his body temperature rose, and steam billowed out. The chamber became hazy, with only Su Heng's eyes emitting a bloody light.
And as time passed, they became increasingly sharp and awe-inspiring, terrifying to behold!