Su Mu's lips curled slightly with satisfaction; in such a short moment, he had gained nearly ten thousand pounds of Spirit Marrow from thin air, how could it not bring joy?
It was unclear how much time had passed.
The first Immortal Cell finally felt satisfied and momentarily ceased its energy absorption, causing the golden blood flood to reverse and flow back.
After being devoured by the Immortal Cell, the Qi and Blood within Su Mu now appeared pitifully weak, with only a dozen or so Qi Blood Flood Dragons meandering inside.
"Currently, my Qi and Blood are less than twenty percent, not even a fifth of my peak state..."
"According to this world's division of Martial Artist realms, I am now considered to be in a state of Qi and Blood decline, with a great drop in realm, but this is only on the surface."
Su Mu slowly opened his eyes, his previously ruptured skin and flesh had already healed.
He stood up, stretched his body, and reflected a look of anticipation.
