Xu Yunfan stood alone amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Demon Blood dripped from his hammer, and after devouring the Blood Qi, his Dragon Scale Armor glowed with dark golden patterns, a clear sign of another advancement.
Xu Yunfan didn't even frown at the thick, foul stench of the Demon Blood.
After so many days of hunting Demon Fiends for food, he had long grown accustomed to the smell. It was just that the stench here was so overwhelming it still made breathing a little difficult.
After picking out a few Demon Fiend carcasses with especially abundant Blood Qi, Xu Yunfan quickly left the area.
「Two hours later.」
Xu Yunfan was seated cross-legged deep within a mountain cave, the flickering campfire illuminating his stern face.
The mountain winds howled outside the cave, but inside, Spiritual Qi was as thick as mist. It flowed slowly from a point of convergence in the mountain's terrain, making this an excellent place for Cultivation.
