"Crack!"
The Sword Ape flicked its finger lightly, opening a crack on the Thunderbird Egg, and tipped it into its mouth.
The egg liquid flowed down like brewed wine.
In the blink of an eye,
the Thunderbird Egg was completely devoured.
"Burp..."
Yuan Hong let out a satisfied burp, his eyes emitting a faint lightning glow, and arcs of electricity appeared on his skin.
Smacking his lips, he grinned and said:
"Not bad in taste."
"Too bad I don't have your Secret Technique to perfectly refine the egg's Essence, wasted quite a bit of its power."
What he referred to, naturally, was the Celestial Spirit Technique.
The Celestial Spirit Technique can make a cultivator's body flawless, theoretically enabling one to digest as much as one consumes.
Though Yuan Hong had a high cultivation base, he couldn't achieve this.
But he had another ingenious method to maximize the Thunderbird Egg's property of enhancing the body's lightning affinity.
This,
