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Chapter 736 - 737 Refining Kirin Blood

Chapter 736: Chapter 737 Refining Kirin Blood

"The legendary Qilin blood, possessing the power to augment one’s blood, this fortuitous encounter must not be wasted!" Ye Wudao’s pupils shot out a gleam of light as he resolutely jumped into the Qilin blood pool.

"Ah!"

No sooner had Ye Wudao entered the blood pool than he felt a searing, stabbing pain all over his body!

The tyranny of Qilin blood was far superior to that of Dragon Blood!

"Master, how are you feeling?" the little blood Qilin asked with concern.

"It’s nothing..." Ye Wudao endured the pain, allowing his body to soak in the Qilin blood pool.

The scalding Qilin blood was like the flames of hell, furiously scorching Ye Wudao’s body. Ordinary pseudo-saints would not dare to venture into such danger, let alone a battle-saint of great power.

"Ah!" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

"My body has been baptized by Dragon Blood and is incredibly strong, but I didn’t expect it still can’t withstand the tyranny of Qilin blood!" Ye Wudao said gravely.

Qilin blood possessed immense power, mixed with slaughter, ferocity, nobility, and sanctity among many mysterious forces.

Ye Wudao’s body, baptized in Dragon Blood, ultimately withstood the attack of the Qilin blood.

"It seems my body has gotten used to the Qilin blood." A smile appeared on Ye Wudao’s lips. Just as he was about to start absorbing and refining it, suddenly, a terrifying scene emerged in his mind—his three senior brothers Yan Donglai were attacking him.

Ye Wudao hurriedly defended himself and, after a tough battle, defeated them, only to discover the Seven Sages of Kunlun were also attacking him.

"Pff!" Ye Wudao spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale as he said, "Senior brothers, and even Master, why are you attacking me? No, this is an illusion!"

"Hiss, this Qilin blood even has hallucinogenic effects..." Ye Wudao sucked in a cold breath harshly.

He immediately circulated his Spiritual Power, his body enveloped in golden Spiritual Power as he kept defending.

It was an attack on the spirit, and anyone with a faltering will would certainly die!

"Purple Extreme devil’s pupil!" Ye Wudao activated his devil’s pupil, a terrifying aura of slaughter erupted from him as he thundered, "Break!"

In an instant, all the negative illusions in his mind were dispelled!

Hu!

Ye Wudao took a deep breath, that was close, too close!

If he hadn’t realized it was an Illusion Technique, he would have been trapped in it and driven to madness!

"Should be about enough, right?" Ye Wudao said.

At that moment, two red Qilin souls suddenly emerged from within the Qilin blood, one to the left and one to the right, and like lightning, they entered Ye Wudao’s body.

"Pff!" Ye Wudao vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, his body in pain as if lacerated by a thousand knives, his soul trembling.

"It’s the Qilin souls!" Ye Wudao’s face turned pale, his whole body’s power erupted, pushing himself to the limit, fully refining the Qilin souls within him.

Time flew by, and three days later.

The excruciating pain racking Ye Wudao’s body gradually dissipated.

Instead, two Qilin souls suddenly appeared on his chest, unexpectedly starting to merge with each other and forming a lifelike Qilin tattoo on Ye Wudao’s back.

With Ye Wudao completely refining the Qilin soul and his body baptized by the Qilin blood, his realm had long reached the limit of his body, his cultivation soaring insanely!

Ninth Grade Battle Emperor!

Eighth Grade Battle Emperor!

Ninth Grade Battle Emperor!

Ye Wudao broke through three levels in succession, stepping directly into the Ninth Grade Battle Emperor realm!

Boom!

A soaring aura erupted from his body, tremendous and encompassing the imperial pressures of both real dragons and qilins, which could deter any and all magical beasts!

Ye Wudao now could be said to be unique in thousands of years!

He alone received the baptism of Dragon Blood and qilin blood, elevating his physique to a perfect level!

He possessed both the dominance of a dragon and the nobility of a qilin!

Now, without any exaggeration, he was truly the Son of the True Dragon, a Noble of the Qilin!

Hu!

Ye Wudao slowly exhaled a breath of foul air and opened his eyes.

Whoosh!

His gaze was like steel blades, as if cutting through everything!

Although Ye Wudao extremely concealed his own aura, he couldn’t suppress his fearsome dominance, the sharpness of his breath!

Now, he could be said to be an invincible existence below the War Saints!

Even facing War Saints, he had the power to fight!

"Hu, it’s really unexpected. I didn’t get the Holy Water, but witnessed two qilins pass away and received the baptism of their blood!" Ye Wudao was very happy. Now that he had the power of qilin blood in his body, he could resolve all curses and no longer needed the Holy Water.

As for this blood pool, the power of the qilin blood had been absorbed by Ye Wudao by ninety percent. Only ten percent remained, yet it was far superior to the former Holy Water!

"I’ll leave this blood pool for the blood race, consider it mutual fulfillment," thought Ye Wudao, as he turned to leave.

"Master, don’t leave me..." the little blood qilin said, frightened.

Ye Wudao looked at the little guy and immediately said, "Don’t worry, I will take you with me!"

"Wow, I can go see the outside world. Thank you, master!" The little blood qilin was overjoyed.

Just as Ye Wudao was about to climb out of the blood well, the little blood qilin said, "Master, let me carry you on my back!"

Ye Wudao was taken aback, looking at the eager little blood qilin, and nodded, "Okay!"

Ye Wudao sat on the back of the little blood qilin, which immediately went full throttle. Its four legs, trailing flames, took a leap, generating fire with each step, moving effortlessly along the well walls, its speed lightning fast—so much so that even Ye Wudao couldn’t keep up.

"Tsk, worthy of the blood qilin, the most noble among all qilins, the speed is indeed terrifying!" Ye Wudao couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement.

Outside the blood race’s domain.

Everyone was gathered around the blood well, looking worried.

"It’s been three whole days, and there’s still no word from our junior brother!" Lei Fen said, his face fraught with anxiety.

"Could it be that our junior brother has met with misfortune?" Li Dagang said, concerned.

"Li Six, don’t spout nonsense!" Yan Donglai glared at Li Dagang.

Meanwhile, Brukh had tears continually falling from his eyes, "Third Brother, it’s my fault, I couldn’t stop you!"

"Ah..." Duke Brukh let out a long sigh and said, "I’m afraid Young Friend Ye has encountered a disaster."

In that moment, a blazing pillar of firelight appeared!