One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

In the realm of Eternal Life, amidst chaos.

The Plague God Seal, emitting a dark green light, was held in Su Heng’s hand.

This Eternal Life Divine Artifact still contained remnants of Prince Xuan’s mana, and at this moment was in an activated state.

The minute mosquitos emanating from within attempted to climb along Su Heng’s skin, aiming to penetrate his body, drain his vital energy, and heal the damage suffered in the previous battle. However, when Prince Xuan had activated the Plague God Seal before, it had hardly been able to injure Su Heng, let alone now when it activated on its own.

Su Heng snorted, his vital energy surged, and his body temperature rose rapidly.

The insects were first penetrated by the high-energy radiation and then were scalded alive, pitter-pattering as they fell from Su Heng’s arm.

Like dust, they fluttered in mid-air.

Su Heng clenched his hand, forcefully suppressing the erratic movements of the Plague God Seal.

He had already witnessed the power of this Divine Artifact in Prince Xuan’s hands. Although the several Divine Skills contained within it were quite powerful, such an object valued quality over quantity. Su Heng had no intention of forcefully integrating it; instead, he planned to use it as nourishment for repairing the Seed of Destruction.

The Plague God Seal was square and quite hefty, with the words "Plague God" engraved on it in ancient seal script.

Since his engagement with Prince Xuan and up until now, Su Heng had finally learned the name of this instrument.

"There’s no rush to integrate it now, I’ll just put it away for the time being," Su Heng casually tossed it forward, a red light streaking through the air.

The Plague God Seal vanished into thin air.

He placed it in a flesh furnace space he had just created.

After stowing away the Plague God Seal, Su Heng did not hurry to leave. Instead, he displayed a movement technique and transformed into a stream of light, heading toward the floating continent where he had just fought with Prince Xuan.

This continent was vast, comparable to a whole province within the imperial domains of Zhou.

In the center, a Catastrophe Volcano, due to the impact of the battle between Prince Xuan and Su Heng, was erupting violently.

The sky was roiling with black and red smoke, meteorites mixed with rain of fire clattered down from the heavens. The scene was indeed grandiose. In the realm of Eternal Life, not bound by the physical laws of the mortal world, the aftermath of a battle between strong beings was magnified, often leading to unpredictable consequences.

Fiery infernos raged everywhere, above and below, like a colossal furnace.

These flames contained the chaotic forces of the Eternal Life realm, and if an Earth Immortal with slightly weaker cultivation came into contact with these flames,

They might lead to spontaneous combustion, unable to extinguish the fire, only able to weaken and die amidst prolonged torture.

Previously, when talking with Meng Huan,

He emphasized tirelessly how dangerous the realm of Eternal Life was.

And now that Su Heng had entered, merely skimming the surface layers of the realm of Eternal Life like a small stone skimming the water, he had a more profound understanding of Meng Huan’s words.

Relying on his strong physique and profound foundation,

Su Heng chose not to take the long way around but instead passed directly through the sweeping conflagration.

With ashes covering his body and only his white teeth showing, Su Heng smashed down from the sky. Beneath his feet lay a massive crater, hundreds of meters in diameter; the power burst forth in a breath, causing the rocks and soil around to melt into a brilliant glaze.

Fissures spread, and in some deeper areas, one could even see the murky void below.

Su Heng stroked his chin, observing carefully.

In the deep crater, he found some bloodstains and remaining pieces of armor but did not discover Prince Xuan’s intact carcass.

Had he been reduced to ashes?

Or, perhaps, had Prince inherent methods too profound to fathom,

Allowing him to escape danger even under such harsh and perilous conditions?

Su Heng pushed his senses to the limit, but the sparse information he gathered yielded no concrete outcome.

In the chaotic realm of Eternal Life, many experiences from the mortal world did not apply. Some things seemed far away, but in reality, danger could be perilously close.

He thought it over and figured it wasn’t a big problem.

Prince Xuan, who once possessed the Plague God Seal, wasn’t his match and got beaten down.

Now, even if he survived by some stroke of luck, without the Plague God Seal and having sustained serious injuries, his strength would have diminished substantially.

On the contrary, with the Plague God Seal in Su Heng’s hands,

And using it to repair the essence of the Seed of Destruction, his strength would experience another significant boost in a short period.

With such an increase on one side and a decrease on the other, the gap between them widened further.

Su Heng felt there was nothing to worry about.

"It’s time to leave the realm of Eternal Life," Su Heng glanced into the distance, seeing a long, narrow crack emanating a dim light.

The weighty breath of the mortal world streamed continuously from the fissure.

Several creatures born within the realm of Eternal Life, lured by this breath, loitered nearby, wanting to enter.

The positions of these fissures were not fixed.

Not daring to delay, he smacked those few creatures dead with a slap,

Shifted his form, and stepped into the crack, disappearing from view.

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Prince Xuan, with help from the third prince and the Dragon Tiger Great Revival Pill, recovered from his injuries.

Furthermore, after merging with the Plague God Seal, his strength surged, and he was determined to avenge his previous disgrace and fully resolve the enmities of the past.

He left Xuan Tian Mansion and headed to Dragon Abyss.

On this journey,

King Dingxuan didn’t bother to conceal his tracks at all.

Many knew that King Dingxuan was within Dragon Abyss. It was no secret.

Shivers ran down the spines of some for King Dingxuan’s body was shrouded in murderous aura, clearly here for vengeance, ready to seek retribution.

This marketplace was established under the protection of King Qingyang, so, by all rights, these Loose Cultivators were under King Qingyang’s protection, too.

King Qingyang had rebelled against the dynasty, openly revolting.

His current status was nothing to be proud of.

The prominent families of the immortal mountains, with their profound heritage and influence that reached the heavens, naturally did not care for such trifles.

However, Loose Cultivators like Zhao Zhuang and Luo Xuan didn’t have such powerful backgrounds. Even if King Dingxuan were to kill them on a whim, they had no one to appeal to, and had only their bad luck to blame.

These folks were huddled within the marketplace, not daring to wander around Dragon Abyss willy-nilly.

Fearful that a battle between great powers would harm innocents, they were cautious of becoming the ants crushed underfoot, losing their lives without understanding why.

And then...

It wasn’t long before a bombshell piece of news arrived.

Like a missile dropped, it exploded throughout the marketplace in an instant.

King Dingxuan and a mysterious figure had clashed fiercely, both disappearing without trace afterward, leaving their fate unknown—dead or alive.

Some had spent a fortune to acquire imagery of the event.

But after changing hands several times, those images were somewhat blurred and unclear.

The disturbance the two caused was monumental—as if the sky had torn and the earth split. Mountains thousands of meters tall crumbled like toys in their hands, casually cleaved, lifted, and torn apart. Meanwhile, massive cracks spread across the terrain, devouring forests and lakes, until the two vanished amidst the Eternal Life Heavens...

"King Dingxuan’s wounds have healed, and his strength has improved," though the images were blurry and interfered by the aftershocks of the battle.

Still, there were those with keen eyes who spotted the clues within.

"It must be the Third Prince who bestowed upon him some sort of pill that enhances cultivation, or a weapon..." King Dingxuan’s ties with the Third Prince were not a secret; a red-robed Taoist immediately made this judgment.

"Yet, even so, King Dingxuan was easily subdued, completely at a disadvantage," observed a young Cultivator witnessing King Dingxuan being hoisted by Su Heng and smashed heavily onto the ground. Though there was only imagery without sound, they could see the trembling earth and the swaying mountainsides.

The sheer force of that moment was stirring, and they couldn’t help but long for that pure, unbridled violence.

"Not necessarily," another Loose Cultivator spoke up, "From beginning to end, King Dingxuan never employed his true form; perhaps there’s a chance for a turnaround."

This group debated fiercely, unable to come to any solid conclusion.

There were also speculations about the identity of King Dingxuan’s opponent.

And opinions varied greatly.

Some guessed it was Su Heng, as he had once crossed swords with King Dingxuan, and the two had a score to settle. Others thought it might be some monster within Dragon Abyss, given the obvious dragon-like traits on Su Heng’s body.

Yet others seriously conjectured it might be an ancient bloodline amongst the Demon Descendants...

Watching the heated debates amongst the crowd,

Slipping away among them,

Was Su Heng, disguised in different attire, heading toward another part of the market.

He was, in fact, not fond of drawing attention to himself.

That sensation of being the center of attention was definitely thrilling at first.

But after a while, wherever he went, being stared at by a bunch of people made performing any tasks quite uncomfortable, unnecessarily complicating things.

Therefore, after leaving the Eternal Life Heavens,

Su Heng had been keeping a low profile.

Whenever he went outdoors, he either wore a mask or altered his appearance slightly.

Now that his body’s cultivation was nearing perfection, such transformations were a mere thought away for Su Heng.

Simpler could it not be.

Upon reaching the marketplace in the western district of the city,

Su Heng inquired about Fallen Dragon Breath as usual, and as usual, came up empty-handed.

As more people and forces got involved in Dragon Abyss, the competition grew more intense.

Resources like Fallen Dragon Breath, essential and scarce, were often intercepted as soon as they were unearthed by certain forces, inadvertently raising the hurdle for mining dragon corpses.

Su Heng was at peace with himself and not in a rush.

If all else failed, he would just snatch it from a major force before the Dragon Tomb opened.

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Leaving the western district, Su Heng made his way to the central square of the city.

Many screens were on display in the square,

Not only featuring trade and team-up information but also recent happenings within Dragon Abyss.

Similar to an ancient version of the news, it was quite interesting. Su Heng would stop by to watch when he had nothing else to do, sometimes uncovering secrets he hadn’t known before.

The death of Liuyun Mountain’s head senior brother at the hands of a Demon Descendant caused quite a stir.

Ever since Su Heng arrived in Dragon Abyss, it had been a hot topic of discussion.

And this time was no exception.

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