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"Luckily, I have double pupils and superb eyesight, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to see this thing clearly." Han Feng pinched the newly made secret technique totem and examined it carefully.
This technique is called "Wings of Vibration," which is related to wings, but it doesn't seem to be of much use to him.
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"It seems that smelting living things may not directly yield the desired result."
"I wonder if it's because my cultivation level is still too low and I don't have enough control over the Furnace of Life and Death, or if it's due to the complexity of the genes themselves?"
After hesitating for a moment, he put the secret technique away, since it had consumed the energy of the Furnace of Life and Death.
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"Let's try again, I refuse to give up!"
Soon, the blood smeared on his skin attracted several more mosquitoes. Han Feng repeated the process, capturing a female mosquito and refining it using his magic.
This time, the light emitted by the Yang Furnace was significantly stronger, and Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little more expectant.
Before three breaths had passed, the yang furnace went out, the lid opened, and another thin, gray-white totem slowly flew out.
Han Feng hurriedly checked its detailed information.
[Spell Blood Burn]
Category: Spell Totem
Efficacy: Burns blood, extracts essence
"This is yet another completely new type of spell." Han Feng put away the Furnace of Life and Death, thinking to himself, "This technique might help me improve the quality of my blood."
He pinched the "Blood Burning" spell totem between two fingers, his double pupils gleaming as he examined it closely. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)
323. Bloodstained Mark, Melt!
The totem vividly depicts the image of a mosquito, but its interior is not a human-shaped pattern like in a secret technique; instead, it is woven from countless blood-red threads of varying thicknesses.
Although the runic totems of the Blood Burn spell are intertwined with each other, sometimes merging and sometimes separating, displaying an extremely complex form, their basic outlines are still recognizable.
The dense, silky blood-red lines seemed to emerge from the "240" core of a skeletal model, flowing along a network of veins as intricate as the human vascular system.
Ultimately, they converge at a core that resembles a heart made up of countless blood vessels.
“Bone marrow nourishes blood, blood vessels carry blood, and the heart gathers blood.” After careful observation, Han Feng gradually realized: “In this light, the key to the Blood Burning Spell must be closely related to these three.”
Thanks to the opening of the upper dantian and purple palace,
One of his hidden advantages is that it significantly enhances his mental acuity and comprehension.
Runes and totems that used to require a lot of time to study
Now, analyzing it is as easy as a fish in water, as if all mysteries have nowhere to hide.
It made him deeply aware of the gap between geniuses and mediocre people.
Night fell, and the light grew dimmer.
At this moment, Han Feng, sitting quietly indoors, appeared to be meditating with his eyes closed.
In reality, a breathtaking transformation was taking place within his body. The essential runes and profound mysteries of the Blood Burning Spell were vividly reproduced in his upper dantian, without the slightest deviation.
Inside his body,
Within the life furnace, forged by the combined power of Xuanbing internal energy, vital energy and blood, and spiritual will, a wisp of essence, energy and spirit is being tempered a thousand times by the life fire.
The runic mysteries belonging to the Blood Burning Spell were gradually imprinted and integrated into his essence, energy, and spirit.
This transforms it into the master version of the Bloodstained Mark.
"The body becomes a furnace, burning blood to refine essence."
"Burning Blood Mark, Merge!"
The life furnace that had condensed within his body instantly disintegrated and vanished.
After being smelted, the Blood-Burning Mother Plate exploded like fireworks, and then, following a specific pattern, it swam and moved within Han Feng's body.
Under his meticulous and precise mental control,
Using one's own heart, blood vessels, and bone marrow as the three core elements, one constructs a passive magical talent, deeply imprinting the Blood Burning Mark within it.
At first glance, it resembles countless gnats of varying sizes intertwined.
A blood-red web, covering both the inside and outside, wove itself within his body...
"boom!"
The instant the Bloodstained Mark fused successfully, Han Feng felt a change within himself...
His bones seemed to have transformed into a closed, high-pressure iron smelting furnace, with the bone marrow inside acting as a factory for nurturing new blood, the new blood first undergoing a purification process.
Then it flows along the capillary network into the systemic vascular circulation.
The burning blood imprints, which are distributed throughout the blood vessels, transform waste blood impurities into gas, which is then expelled from the body through the capillary network and pores.
The purified blood flows into the heart.
The burning blood imprint in the heart is compressed and refined under immense pressure, completing a secondary sublimation.
2.4 Finally, it flows back along the blood vessels to the deep bone marrow.
This cycle repeats endlessly.
Only when ordinary blood is completely transformed into essence blood can it escape the refinement of the burning blood mark and flow freely throughout the body.
"Deep within my bones, a warm and comforting feeling spreads through me." Han Feng closed his eyes and used his divine sense to carefully examine the several transformations of the blood within his body.
The color initially appears deep red, gradually transitioning to bright red, and then turning into dark red.
324. Tempering the body, unleashing explosive power.
However, the concentration of semen and blood was still low, and the color was diluted.
Every drop of essence contains a vibrant life force. The total amount of blood in the body is continuously decreasing, transforming into essence.
At the same time, new blood is continuously being generated in the bone marrow.
Replenish the blood lost due to transformation and continue to undergo tempering.
Soon after,
The pores on Han Feng's skin began to seep out dull-colored waste blood.
This waste blood, mixed with cellular debris, gradually seeped out from the pores like mist, eventually bursting forth. From a distance, it resembled steam rising from boiling water.
The rate of waste blood excretion is increasing.
Meanwhile, the consumption of stored nutrients in his body also increased dramatically, and Han Feng once again felt an intense hunger.
"Hungry, so hungry!"
He suddenly opened his six-pronged pupils.
No longer paying attention to the slow, continuous transformation of the blood in his body, he picked up a large bowl with both hands and frantically poured the medicinal food inside into his mouth.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"
Food rushes into the stomach, as if entering a highly efficient digestion machine.
It is quickly broken down and digested.
Setting down the empty large bowl, Han Feng picked up the earthenware pot next to him without hesitation; it contained ginseng stewed with meat.
He ate it in large mouthfuls.
His horrifying eating manner was like that of a reincarnated hungry ghost.
With the frenzied eating, the nutrients that had been depleted in the body were replenished, and more blood underwent a triple tempering process, successfully transforming into essence blood.
Gradually, the percentage of normal blood in his body decreased.
On the contrary, the proportion of essence and blood is rising steadily.
"It's getting dark, why hasn't Second Brother come to eat yet?" Dian Qing looked up at the sky, hesitated for a moment, then got up and walked towards the room where Han Feng had taken a medicinal bath, intending to go find him.
The distance of a mere hundred feet was covered in an instant.
When Dian Qing arrived at the door of the medicinal bath room where Han Feng had once soaked, before even pushing open the door, he sensed an extremely powerful surge of qi and blood slowly rising inside.
The increasingly powerful fluctuations of qi and blood gave him a strange, slightly warm sensation.
It felt as if I were facing a small, blazing stove.
"Such powerful blood and qi!"
"His blood and qi are burning like a furnace, could it be that something has happened to my second junior brother?"
Dian Qing's heart skipped a beat.
He turned around and shoved his shoulder through the door, just in time to see his second junior brother, Han Feng, holding an empty bowl, staring at him in astonishment, his pores still spurting blood mist.