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Yi Feng originally thought that there were many traps in the tower, but it was not as dangerous as he thought. Yi Feng and Qinger walked from the top to the bottom of the tower and did not encounter anything strange. However, when Yi Feng reached the bottom of the tower, he was completely shocked.
At the same time, the death aura in Yi Feng's body began to be purified bit by bit. The faint residual energy could purify the energy in Yi Feng's body. How terrifying was that? Although the death aura in Yi Feng's body was not as pure as the death aura of more than a thousand years, it was still purified by the Devouring Pearl. However, such death aura was slowly being purified by this energy. Even if Yi Feng tried his best to control it, he could not stop it.
"Holy … Holy Water!" Qinger looked ahead and swallowed her saliva. She was so shocked that she stuttered. She looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief. If the holy water at the top only gave them a shock, then the water below was enough to make them dizzy.
Not far ahead, there was a small pool. In the small pool, it was full of viscous milky white gelatinous liquid. Although it exuded the same aura as the holy water at the top of the tower, the holy water in this small pool was viscous. It was obviously dozens of times thicker than the holy water.
Looking at the holy water in front of them that was more viscous than the holy water at the top of the tower, Yi Feng and Qinger looked at each other and felt each other's heart beating violently. At this time, the holy water could not be described as holy water power, but holy milk.
Just when Yi Feng was about to take out a container to take the holy milk, he found that the small pool suddenly burst out with a terrifying energy. A wave of energy with the power of purification rushed out. Yi Feng was shocked and used the Devouring Pearl's energy to defend himself and Qinger.
However, this could not stop anything. Under the power that Yi Feng could not resist, Qinger and he were both involved in the pool. The two of them landed in the center of the Sacred Breast, and Yi Feng immediately felt as if his entire body had been cleansed. When Yi Feng turned his gaze to Qinger, he realized that the originally viscous holy water had actually entered Qinger's body. At that moment, Qinger was also motionless, as if she had entered a meditative state.
When Yi Feng saw this, he was completely dumbfounded. Although he knew that Qinger's body was special, he hadn't expected it to be this special. She could even casually absorb holy milk, which was far superior to holy water.
Seeing that Qinger had entered a meditative state, Yi Feng also began to form hand seals. Since he was locked in by this energy, he could only purify the death energy in his original soul.
Thinking of this, Yi Feng continued to form seals. Streams of Saint Milk also entered Yi Feng's mouth. As soon as the Saint Milk entered Yi Feng's mouth, Yi Feng's body trembled violently, and a pitch-black aura emerged from his body. Then, it was completely purified by the holy light.
Feeling the death energy in his body disappear little by little, Yi Feng's heart ached. But for the sake of the death energy in his original soul, Yi Feng gritted his teeth. He didn't care that the death energy was being purified. His mind merged with his original soul.
The Saint Milk had already wrapped around his original soul, but the Saint Milk didn't purify the death energy as Yi Feng had expected. Instead, it was replenishing his original soul. With this extremely pure energy entering him, Yi Feng's original soul became more and more refined. It became more and more condensed.
The original soul, which had been very blurry, gradually became clearer. Of course, on the original soul's forehead, the death energy was still there, but it was now completely suppressed.
The Saint Milk continued to enter Yi Feng's body, and Yi Feng could feel that his original soul was becoming more condensed. And his original soul kept shrinking. But it was becoming strangely clear.
Yi Feng could clearly feel that Yi Feng's Soul Assimilation Technique was improving at an inhuman speed. This speed was something Yi Feng didn't dare to imagine. Other than when Yi Feng had merged with the Devour Pearl, he had never thought that a person's cultivation speed could reach such a level.
In the middle of this small pond, there was a small pond. Two streams of Saint Milk entered the bodies of the two people. As the Saint Milk entered them, Qinger and Yi Feng's aura gradually disappeared. It was as if they had become one with the Saint Milk. And around Yi Feng's body, more and more black energy was being purified.
Yi Feng could feel that although his Soul Assimilation Technique was improving crazily, his battle energy level was rapidly decreasing as the death energy disappeared. This result made Yi Feng feel helpless, but he had to persist.
Intermediate six-star advanced stage, peak six-star advanced stage, seven-star advanced stage, seven-star beginner stage!
The Soul Assimilation Technique was still improving crazily. The energy of the Saint Milk was like an ocean, constantly replenishing Yi Feng's original soul. As Yi Feng's original soul entered the seven-star level, the original huge original soul had become the size of a fingernail.
However, this fingernail-sized original soul was a miniature version of Yi Feng. It was like a liquefied person, and one could clearly see every part of Yi Feng's body.
"Nascent Soul?"
Yi Feng sensed that the little Yi Feng in his body was liquefied, and Yi Feng suddenly thought of this word. The more he looked at this little thing, the more it looked like the Nascent Soul in Huaxia's Immortal Cultivation.
The original soul, which had already turned solid, was still spinning crazily, and surging energy was being absorbed into the original soul. The original soul, which was originally the size of a fingernail, was also slowly changing shape.
Beginner seven-star advanced stage, intermediate seven-star advanced stage, peak seven-star advanced stage.
Yi Feng's original soul had also shrunk from the size of a fingernail to the size of a thumb.
However, as the original soul was growing crazily, the death aura in Yi Feng's body was almost completely purified. Yi Feng's strength had fallen to a frightening level. His original Stage Three strength had actually fallen to the point where it was difficult for him to even reach Stage Two.
Just as Yi Feng was feeling pity for the death aura, the Saint Milk finally made its move on the thousand-year-old death aura in the original soul. Obviously, this bit of death aura was far from being a match for the Saint Milk. When the Saint Milk fused with the original soul, that bit of death aura also rushed out and entered Yi Feng's Sea of Qi, merging with the death aura in Yi Feng's Sea of Qi.
With the addition of this thousand-year-old death aura, the originally purified death aura was actually able to resist the Saint Milk.
The two opposing energies confronted each other crazily. Under such circumstances, Yi Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.
Obviously, the Saint Milk would not allow anyone to challenge its authority. Bursts of energy burst out and all of it entered Yi Feng's veins. The surging Saint Milk's energy seemed to want to completely destroy the death aura.
Obviously, although the thousand-year-old death aura was strong, it could not withstand so much Saint Milk's energy. Under the influx of energy that was not inferior to the thousand-year-old death aura, the death aura could not hold on and began to dissipate little by little.
Yi Feng could sense that his strength had also dropped straight to the second stage. This discovery made Yi Feng's heart ache. In a short period of time, he had fallen by two stages.
Looking at the death aura that was about to be destroyed by the Saint Milk, Yi Feng sighed. In his heart, he was not very worried. With so much Saint Milk here, it would not be difficult for him to recover to his peak level.
However, the death aura that he had spent a lot of effort to obtain in his body had been completely purified. In the future, before he obtained more death aura, he would not be able to use the strange death aura anymore. When facing enemies, he would have one less trump card.
Looking at the thousand-year-old death aura that was about to disappear, Yi Feng sighed and simply ignored it.
However, at this moment, the thousand-year-old death aura that was about to disappear suddenly erupted. Under its eruption, an item suddenly shot out from Yi Feng's Spirit Receiving Ring. After this item shot out, the Saint Milk's energy that had originally entered Yi Feng's body seemed to have solidified.
And in a moment, the originally frozen energy of the Saint Pool became even more violent. Bursts of Saint Milk entered Yi Feng's body through his pores. The speed of this Saint Milk entering Yi Feng's body was even faster than Qinger's absorption.
With the influx of the Holy Milk, Yi Feng felt an earth-shattering change in his body. His meridians had become even wider and tougher. Every part of his body was also purified, as if he had received the blessings of God. As an eighth-rank doctor, Yi Feng naturally knew what this effect meant. Even a tenth-rank doctor might not be able to cleanse a person's body like this.
At this time, with the help of the Saint Milk, his whole body was purified and baptized.
Yi Feng did not understand what was going on. The Saint Milk seemed to have been stimulated and was completely wrapped in the death aura. Originally, the Saint Milk's energy was not inferior to the death aura. Now, with so much Saint Milk's energy, it was enough to easily purify the death aura.
However, what Yi Feng did not expect was that the Saint Slaying Sword that rushed out of the ring was actually the Saint Slaying Sword. The Saint Slaying Sword that was originally hidden in the ring by Yi Feng. It actually fell into Yi Feng's palm, and then from the two remaining spiritual beads, a surge of death aura burst out.
"Thousand-year death aura?!"
Yi Feng was shocked and looked at the thousand-year death aura in the Saint Slaying Sword in disbelief. This surging death aura forced the Saint Milk's energy aside, and regardless of whether Yi Feng could withstand it, it all poured into Yi Feng's body.
After the death aura poured in, it merged with the death aura that was about to dissipate.
In Yi Feng's Qi Sea, the death aura and Saint Milk continued to pour in. As the two energies continued to pour in, in the range of Yi Feng's body, one white and one black energy occupied the area.
At the same time, half of Yi Feng's body was black, and half of his body was white.
At the intersection of the two energies, ripples continued to burst out. The two energies continued to collide, and under such a collision, a thunderous sound rang out. The two energies seemed to be enemies. No one admitted defeat and wanted to drive the other out.
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