The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

“This youngster is lucky. However, I don’t mind giving up a drop of Immortal Blood Essence.” Feng Qianqiu uttered somewhat helplessly, before turning and heading straight towards the mummified body lying in the center of the open space.

This mummy was the true aim of Feng Qianqiu. In his opinion, the value of Immortal Blood Essence could not compare to this mummy.

The mummy was an old man, his skin charred black and shriveled, a mere layer of skin stretched over bones, devoid of any signs of life.

There were no wounds on the mummy’s body, suggesting that he had died from exhaustion of his lifespan.

This seemingly ordinary mummy had managed to lay among the bodies of the Seven Great Demons without decaying for countless years.

Feng Qianqiu landed not far from the mummy, a glint of eagerness in his eyes, but also wariness, preventing him from carelessly approaching.

“For a man of Human Clan to be recognized as a Demon Saint earns my respect. The devotion of countless Demon Beasts guarding your corpse, with Seven Great Demons serving as tomb keepers, is truly admirable,” Feng Qianqiu said with heartfelt admiration.

No one knew the real reason for Feng Qianqiu’s visit to Qian Country. Regardless of the turmoil he caused, his sole objective was this mummified Demon Saint.

“The beast skin scroll mentioned that although the Demon Saint is dead, Saint Blood lies within his body. If I can absorb this Saint Blood, it would be akin to inheriting the Demon Saint’s lineage, and soon, I would become the next Demon Saint!” Feng Qianqiu murmured to himself, showing a maniacal expression, as if he could already imagine himself as the Demon Saint, revered by all the Demon Beasts.

He knew he must act quickly. Feng Qianqiu calmed his mind and carefully approached the mummy.

Though he was aware the Demon Saint had been dead for many years, it was unknown whether any traps had been set up before his death.

If the Demon Saint feared that others coveted his corpse and had set up some precautions, this situation was hard to predict. Safety comes first is the ultimate wisdom.

Feng Qianqiu indeed proceeded with extreme caution, stopping after only a few steps. He held a torn piece of beast skin in his hands, his expression tense.

After some hesitance, he walked a few more steps.

In this manner, start-and-stop, Feng Qianqiu took two hours to walk barely a hundred steps, even cautiously retreating a few steps in between to assess the situation carefully.

No wonder Feng Qianqiu was so nervous. This mummified Demon Saint was too significant a matter. Anyone else in his place would have also exercised extreme caution.

Especially powerful individuals like him. The higher their level, the more they fear death and value their lives.

Cultivating is not easy. If one loses their life, it can never be recovered, no matter the opportunity.

So, Feng Qianqiu would rather proceed with caution, making sure to avoid any mistakes.

Meanwhile, as Feng Qianqiu slowly approached the mummified Demon Saint, Fang Lin was undergoing a transformation within the light barrier.

The Immortal Blood Essence within Fang Lin’s body was gradually being digested and integrated, becoming a part of him.

However, the previously lethal Demon Qi in Fang Lin’s body had become the ideal nourishment for the refinement of the Immortal Blood Essence.

This drop of Immortal Blood Essence originated from a Giant Demon. The task of refining was incredibly difficult for Fang Lin alone.

Moreover, while he was seriously injured, refining a drop of Immortal Blood Essence was a perilous task. If he wasn’t careful, the terrifying power of the Immortal Blood Essence would kill him from within.

However, Fang Lin’s body was teeming with a large amount of Demon Qi. This Demon Qi, which would have cost Fang Lin his life, became his greatest aid at this moment.

The Immortal Blood Essence, under the refraction of the vast Demon Qi, gradually fused with Fang Lin’s body, inciting a revolutionary change within him.

During his deep sleep, Fang Lin was conscious. He could feel the changes in his body, sense the flow of blood. This sensation was marvelous.

In a trance, Fang Lin saw a Demon Beast, towering like a mountain, appear before him, wielding its inherent powers.

The Demon Beast resembled a pangolin, but was a hundred times more ferocious than a pangolin. Its back was covered in chilling spikes, with a protruding bone on its head, robust hooves, and sharp claws capable of causing fissures in the ground.

Fang Lin recognized this Demon Beast as the Breaking Peak, having seen many in his past life. Once mature, their strength could reach the Seven Transformations, earning them the title of a Giant Demon.

What Fang Lin was currently absorbing was a drop of Immortal Blood Essence from the Breaking Peak. Although he didn’t know the level this Breaking Peak had achieved before its death, judging from the potency of the Immortal Blood Essence, it had to be a powerful Demon Beast of the Six Transformations realm at the very least.

The inherent power of the Breaking Peak was its formidable defense.

As unyielding as a mountain!

The defense of Breaking Peak was incomparable among Demon Beasts. The terrifying spikes on its back were not for show; they served to protect itself. Any attack aimed at the Breaking Peak would dissolve before these spikes.

What was more terrifying was a unique ability possessed by the Breaking Peak and exclusive to its lineage.

Fang Lin was very fortunate. This drop of Immortal Blood Essence contained the most unique ability of the Breaking Peak – Counterattack.

Counterattack does not refer to retaliation; it allows the Breaking Peak to return an attack received, in full force, onto the attacker. In the parlance of the Human Clan, it was countering the opposing party using their own methods.

Of course, the degree of counterattack is not endless. It’s impossible for a hit from a Martial Lord to be reflected in full force, as that would be monstrous.

If an attack exceeds the range of what the Breaking Peak can bear, the Breaking Peak would still be injured. But in most cases, even beings stronger than the Breaking Peak must tread lightly around it’s counterattack.

And now, Fang Lin was slowly grasping this unique ability, making it his own.

Those who can understand the legacy of the Demon Beast while absorbing its Immortal Blood Essence, like Fang Lin, were extremely rare. Among a hundred people, at most two or three could achieve such a feat.

Of course, this is provided you can find a hundred Human Clan members capable of absorbing Immortal Blood Essence.

As Fang Lin acquired the heritage of Breaking Peak, Gu Hanshan, who was lying on another Demon Beast, began to stir.

He too, had awakened. However, his injuries were more severe than Fang Lin’s, and he was on the verge of dying. If nothing changed, Gu Hanshan wouldn’t last much longer.

But Gu Hanshan was not willing to die just yet.

Mustering his last ounce of strength and with a ghastly grimace adorning his face, he shakily drew out a Jade Talisman and affixed it to his chest.

Following that, he crawled towards the brow of the Demon Beast but before he could act, the brow of the beast suddenly split open. Tentacle-like chains made of flesh and blood whipped out to bind Gu Hanshan, and then dragged him into the opening.