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As soon as Aotian entered the Blood Pool, he felt a bone-chilling coldness emanating from his surroundings. This cold penetrated Aotian's very marrow, and even his soul could sense the icy chill.
Aotian couldn't help but shiver, his teeth chattering together. Even his black hair and face were covered in a thick layer of frost.
At this moment, Aotian's heart was already stirred by tumultuous waves. The energy within the Ice Phoenix Blood Pool was indeed terrifying; just this cold alone could freeze countless martial artists to death.
Moreover, the mysterious woman had previously told him that she would do her best to help suppress the violent factors within the Blood Pool. This meant that if she hadn't intervened to help him suppress those violent factors, he would likely have been frozen to death or directly exploded by the terrifying energy of the Blood Pool.
Thinking this way, Aotian couldn't help but feel grateful for his situation.
Just then, streams of extreme cold energy began to converge from the Blood Pool into Aotian's body. Instantly, Aotian felt his body temperature affected by this icy energy, beginning to drop sharply.
Even within Aotian's body, there was an overwhelming chill that sent shivers down his spine.
The influx of this icy energy caused Aotian to gasp in shock.
He felt as if countless ice needles were stabbing mercilessly at his flesh. No wonder the mysterious woman said that refining the body would be extremely painful; this was beyond what pain could describe!
At this moment, Aotian truly understood what it meant to wish for death.
The extreme cold power continuously stimulated Aotian's nerves, and he felt as if his spirit was frozen, becoming unbearably heavy. His consciousness was no longer as clear as before and began to drift into drowsiness.
"Aotian!"
Just as Aotian was about to lose consciousness, a thunderous shout from Yan erupted deep within his mind.
Aotian suddenly jolted awake and bit down on his tongue. Instantly, his previously drowsy consciousness became alert again.
"Aotian, you must not fall unconscious! Quickly follow the first transformation route of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body and absorb the energy from the Blood Pool!"
With gritted teeth, Aotian followed Yan's instructions and began to absorb the energy from the Ice Phoenix Blood Pool.
In an instant, Aotian felt a surge of cold energy within him, as if an icy force capable of freezing his very soul penetrated deep into his body, causing his complexion to turn pale.
Enduring the excruciating pain brought on by the cold, Aotian steadied his mind and directed this icy power to operate according to the first transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body.
Streams of cold energy flowed through several specific meridians and merged into Aotian's limbs and bones. Suddenly, Aotian realized that his physical strength had increased slightly compared to before.
This discovery filled Aotian with joy; he seemed to forget the pain and focused even more on absorbing the energy from the Ice Phoenix Blood Pool. After passing through some specific meridians, the energy integrated into his body, steadily increasing his physical strength.
In the stone cave, Yan stood side by side with a mysterious woman. Before them lay the Ice Phoenix Blood Pool. Aotian was submerged in the blood water, and strands of icy power gathered from the Blood Pool into Aotian's body, enveloping him in a thick Ice Layer. From a distance, Aotian resembled an ice sculpture.
"Impressive!" After a long while, the mysterious woman exclaimed.
This Ice Phoenix Blood Pool was forged by her own hands, so she knew just how terrifying the icy power within it was. Although she had employed some methods to suppress the violent factors in the Blood Pool, the terrifying energy contained within could overwhelm even ordinary innate experts.
Yet Aotian, merely at the Postnatal Nine Levels, was able to endure it. What astonished her even more was that Aotian found the icy power insufficient and actively absorbed it from the Blood Pool; this behavior truly surprised her.
"Heh heh, if the Dragon God's heir can't withstand this little pain, then he doesn't deserve to be called the Dragon God's heir!" Yan said with a faint smile, his tone carrying a hint of satisfaction.
The mysterious woman nodded and said, "The Dragon God's heir is indeed formidable!"
Yan smiled silently, simply watching Aotian in the Blood Pool.
Aotian continuously absorbed the icy power from the Ice Phoenix blood within the Blood Pool, allowing that icy force to flow through specific meridians and merge into his limbs and bones.
Waves of cold repeatedly stimulated Aotian's nerves; at this moment, he seemed numb to that pain and focused solely on absorbing as much icy power from the Ice Phoenix Blood Pool as possible to enhance his physical strength.
Time passed slowly like this.
The boy in the Blood Pool continued to tirelessly absorb the icy power surrounding him, his body completely enveloped by a thick Ice Layer. He had lost all signs of life, resembling a corpse.
However, the overwhelming aura that occasionally surged from within the boy indicated that he was undergoing a transformative metamorphosis. Once successful, he would truly emerge as a butterfly from its cocoon.
“It has been about a month, hasn’t it? Is he still not awake?” The mysterious woman asked with some confusion, seemingly surprised that Aotian could remain in the Ice Phoenix Blood Pool for so long.
Yan shook his head and replied, “Although the Blood of the Ice Phoenix aids his cultivation, the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body is not easy to master. Let’s wait a bit longer!”
Just as the two were conversing, small cracks began to appear in the Ice Layer surrounding Aotian, resembling fragile porcelain on the verge of shattering—a sight that was alarming.
“Boom!”
At that moment, a fierce aura erupted violently from the Ice Layer. Instantly, the Ice Layer shattered into countless pieces, and with this ferocious momentum, it shot out in all directions before embedding itself firmly into the rocks of the cave.
Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and then waved his hand gently, causing the fierce aura heading towards him to dissipate into nothingness.
“Whoosh!”
A fist suddenly appeared alongside the vanishing aura. The fist, accompanied by a sound like tearing air, swung towards Yan.
Yan smiled lightly and flicked his middle finger slightly. Immediately, a surge of force shot out from his fingertip. As it passed through space, ripples akin to water waves spread out. Then, it struck fiercely against the owner of the fist.
“Ah…”
A scream echoed throughout the cave.
In an instant, a figure of a boy crashed onto the ground, one hand rubbing his chest while he gasped for air.
"What's wrong? Has your strength improved and your confidence inflated, and now you want to spar with your master?" Yan looked at Aotian, who was sprawled on the ground, and smiled lightly.
Aotian shook his head with a bitter smile.
This time in the Ice Phoenix Blood Pool, he had indeed gained quite a bit. He had already mastered the first transformation of the Nine Transformations of the Divine Dragon Body, and now Aotian could crush ordinary innate experts with just his physical strength, which was why he had foolishly thought about challenging Yan.
Although he knew he was definitely not Yan's opponent, being defeated so easily still left Aotian quite shocked.
"Hehe, Aotian, if the senior had wanted to kill you just now, you would have turned to ashes in the blink of an eye!" said the mysterious woman standing nearby.
Aotian was startled and then curiously asked, "Master, what realm are you currently in?"
Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and casually replied, "I don't know, but if I wanted to kill a warrior from the Three Spirits Realm, it would just be a matter of waving my hand..."
Upon hearing Yan's words, Aotian was instantly petrified.
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