One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

Su Heng looked up and saw two blue, crystal-like eyes in the midst of the clouds, a look of surprise crossing his face.

He had been completely focused on Auris and the other powerful beings who had come to the Dragon Tomb, and if it hadn’t been for the reminder from Qiong Qi, he really wouldn’t have noticed such a thing on the battlefield.

The two eyes were glowing fluorescently.

They seemed to have no attacking capabilities, just collecting information on the battlefield.

As for where this information was specifically transmitted... Judging from some of the patterns above, nine times out of ten, this was a method of the Demon Descendants.

There was nothing to say about it.

Bang!

His expression darkened slightly as he raised his hand.

He spread his fingers, their tips igniting with a golden glow before blasting outward.

The sky churned with shockwaves.

The two eyeballs exploded in succession, tearing a huge gap in the clouds.

With the tips of his fingers smoking, Su Heng slowly retracted his hand, his expression pensive.

"Even if Auris is dealt with, those Demon Descendants likely won’t just let it be," Su Heng thought, if it was as the Hundred-Eyed Giant he had first encountered had said. The hatred between the Demon Descendants and humans was as deep as the ocean, with virtually no room for reconciliation.

The Ink Dragon before him had once participated in that final battle, nearly extinguishing the Demon Descendants’ last hope, intent on exterminating them completely.

And now, Su Heng was absorbing the Dragon’s remains.

It was only natural that the Demon Descendants would consider him an opponent, stopping at nothing to prevent him.

"It looks like I must find a way to speed things up," Su Heng took a deep breath, already feeling threatened by Auris popping up, and there was no guarantee that other ancient beings wouldn’t show up in time. Moreover, there was the Ark warship to consider, which weighed heavily on Su Heng’s heart at the moment.

The true Dragon’s body was over a kilometer long and, roughly speaking, more than thirty meters wide.

A normal person standing below it and looking up would see what appeared to be a huge, dark wall, the sense of oppression self-evident.

It was too big!

He couldn’t swallow it, not really.

Even though Su Heng’s digestive ability was astounding, and even with the Bright Sun Divine Skill, the Flesh Furnace, the Seed of Destruction, as well as a range of Innate Divine Abilities like enhancements, the notion of completely swallowing the Dragon remains in a short amount of time was impossible. He could only refine the essence inside the Dragon’s body for the time being, accomplishing a transmutation in his life level.

Then, he would use the attribute points obtained from digestion and absorption to strengthen the Flesh Furnace, expand the space, and take the less important remains with him.

After the war was over.

It wouldn’t be too late to relax and slowly merge.

Thinking this, Su Heng quickly formed a concrete plan in his heart.

Whoosh!

His figure flashed.

Following the fatal wound inflicted by the Light King thousands of years ago, he arrived at the heart of the Dragon’s remains.

The diameter of the true Dragon’s heart was fifteen meters, a whole size larger than Su Heng’s usual stature.

The life force radiating from it was hot and intense. Especially when observed up close, there was scarcely any sense of flesh and blood, but rather it resembled a dying star, its exterior emitting a blood-red flame-like luster.

At this moment, with the spear taken by Auris, blood was seeping profusely from the wound, pooling into a shallow puddle on the ground.

Splurch!

Su Heng took a deep breath, his eyes stern.

He made a knife with his fingers and stabbed forward violently. Accompanying a gush of fresh blood, it penetrated directly into the Dragon’s heart.

He felt an unbearable pain shoot through him; the viscous blood inside was like the thermal nuclear fuel at the core of a star. In just a short moment, Su Heng’s entire arm was rapidly dissolving, the bare bones exposed.

He drew downward, further enlarging the cut. At the same time, he used Gravity Lock to contain the heart, preventing the nutrients inside from dispersing further.

After completing all this.

Su Heng withdrew his arm, its flesh quickly regenerating.

Following the continuous battles, and the wounds still unhealed from Auris’s attack, Su Heng was panting, sweating, and feeling an indescribable exhaustion. The last time he had felt something similar was during his wild days before martial training, when he had been a pampered young master of a rich family.

The fiery light bursting from the heart reflected on Su Heng’s face, casting it in blood-red, making his already fierce visage appear even more ferocious.

"Finally, I’ve come this far," Su Heng thought, weary but full of satisfaction.

He gritted his teeth.

To gain extraordinary results in a short time.

He would have to take some risks and use extraordinary methods.

Crack!

A crisp sound came from Su Heng’s body.

The various abnormalities across his body were sequentially retracted as his stature compressed to 3.6 meters, roughly taking on a human shape. At this moment, he didn’t care about the details and just stood stark naked in front of the dragon heart. Scars covered his solid and powerful muscles, some of which were still bleeding profusely.

His gaze suddenly intensified, and without any hesitation, he bowed his head and dove through the wound he had just made, directly into the dragon heart.

Hiss!

The authority of the Seed of Destruction was activated.

The enormous wound on the heart began to heal, and then Su Heng’s robust strength spread outward through the thick blood vessels.

Boom!

An incredible event unfolded.

Although the real dragon had perished here thousands of years ago, suddenly a muffled sound of a heartbeat echoed from its body.

Whoosh!

The aftermath spread out like ripples.

The entire secret realm trembled, dust billowed from the ground, lava churned, and a series of stones tumbled down the steep cliffs.

Those Cultivators who had not yet left wore astonished looks on their faces.

"What did I just hear? It sounded like a heartbeat," said a handsome warrior clad in armor, looking towards the center of the Dragon Tomb Secret Realm.

By his side stood an old elder with white hair, whose eyes bulged. Not to mention these keenly aware Earth Immortal strong beings, even an ordinary person present would have felt the overwhelming Dragon Power rolling in, given the conspicuous trembling of the ground.

The elder who looked like an old man felt his own heart throb violently with the sound.

He moved his fingers slightly and then, with widened eyes, spoke in a low voice, "That heartbeat seems to be coming from the dragon carcass itself."

"Could there be some sort of upheaval happening?" The young warrior in armor didn’t know what was occurring, but as they were leaving empty-handed, having fallen to the bottom of the valley, any change in the current situation seemed like good news, signifying opportunity.

The master and disciple exchanged a glance; the ambitions that Su Heng had forcefully suppressed were beginning to stir within them again.

By now, those with bolder dispositions or confidence in their cultivation had already secretly started to act, returning via the path they had previously taken.

The pair also followed quietly.

But before long, they all stopped one after another.

With wide eyes and utter shock, they watched the miraculous sight unfolding before them on the vast wasteland.

The dragon, which should have been dead, seemed to have come back to life at that moment.

Its vital blood surged and circulated faster, creating a tumultuous roar like mountain torrents and tsunamis.

Especially, the Dragon Power radiating from its huge body was originally extremely fierce, even stirring up storms, causing widespread catastrophic damage within the Dragon Abyss.

And now, to that foundation was added a fresh and fierce life force.

These people were still tens of thousands of meters away from the dragon carcass, yet they felt a heavy pressure in their hearts, as if a mountain weighed upon them, leaving them breathless.

And upon opening their eyes to look forward,

Black and red violent winds howled toward them, with sand and rocks flying along the ground, striking the body as painfully as sharp blades.

Among them, some people’s eyes emitted a faint golden light as they used Divine Skills like the Heavenly Eye.

But even so, their vision remained unclear and instead backfired.

Their eyes burst open with a "pop," black and red blood trickling down in strands, snaking down their cheeks like small serpents.

Even the undying nature of their bodies was suppressed by this mighty Dragon Power, unable to heal for the moment, their facial expressions twisted in pain, appearing quite horrifying.

Among these people, there were those with profound cultivation and extensive knowledge.

He was an elder from Putuo Mountain, one of the four great Immortal Mountains, dressed in a bright red monk’s robe, with half his bronze-colored arm exposed, in a monk’s attire, holding a glittering golden staff. He exclaimed in surprise, "This Dragon Power is mixed with the aura of that benefactor."

The benefactor referred to by the monk was none other than Su Heng.

With this slight hint, there were no weaklings around; naturally, they all quickly caught on.

"Ah!" The aforementioned white-haired elder turned pale, as if realizing something, and exclaimed in an uncharacteristic outburst, "Could it be that this person shoved himself directly into the dragon carcass, using his own blood and energy to drive the dragon’s vitality, circulating the Dragon Blood, cleansing repeatedly, and taking this opportunity to completely absorb the nutrients and essence within the dragon body?"

"Hiss..." Another elder, a beautiful woman dressed in palace attire, lamented, "This method is like turning the dragon’s shell into an eggshell, re-nurturing oneself. Once successful, transformation is inevitable, becoming almost no different from a true human-shaped dragon."

A young cultivator next to her immediately expressed dissatisfaction, "What human-shaped dragon, in my opinion, more like a demon dragon."

This remark was met with deep agreement from the group, who couldn’t help but nod.

They had prepared for so long with hard work and sweat, coming here full of expectations, only to leave empty-handed in the end.

Su Heng’s actions were domineering; to say there was no resentment would be impossible. They dared not openly criticize Su Heng, but it was alright to secretly curse him from a distance.

Despite that, Su Heng’s displayed strength was genuinely shocking.

The Dragon Key itself was an object left behind from a real dragon’s body. During the collection process, they had all come into contact with some Dragon Blood. Just a tiny drop could transform an ordinary person, granting them the talent to reach Heavenly Deceit.

And the abundant life force contained within,

Even Earth Immortal powerhouses would find it difficult to refine, and it must be done gradually. Find adventures on

As for Su Heng, adopting such a domineering method of harvesting and refining, the physical strength he exhibited had already gone far beyond what could be described as "monstrous."

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