836 Second Trial 155 (1/2)
Dyon's body turned to absolute mush. If one looked into his body, they would be absolutely horrified. His organs, muscles and bones had become a disgusting and vile soup. Even his brain, which he had protected the most, had shards of bone sticking out of it. If his soul hadn't reached the point where it could separate from his body, meaning the celestial level, he would have definitely died! Although his soul was sealed, he was still capable of thinking with it. Using it, he was able to remain conscious for long enough to flood his body with Life and Primordial Energy.
In an instant, his deflated body became far more powerful. If he hadn't suppressed the energy to focus on tempering his bones and muscles to a stronger level, his height would have easily shot up by at least a meter!
The only reason Dyon's skin hadn't burst apart was because he was constantly flooding it with energy. If his body didn't have a vessel to hold it, there would be no hope of healing him at all.
This kind of body tempering was ridiculously terrifying. To shatter everything in your body, only leaving the skin behind, wasn't that just asking for death?! However, Dyon did it without batting an eye. Even as the pain ravaged through his body, the cold killing intent within him never faded.
However, it was all worth it. After only two rounds of complete tempering, Dyon could already feel like his body would be comparable to when he used second stage of the first act of Demon Emperor's Will in its base form. That meant a 4x increase in his prowess already! That said, he also noticed that the second tempering, although much more thorough, was also only as effective as the first. But, that was to be expected, it would be foolish to think that Primordial Energy could increase his strength infinitely.
What truly made Dyon happy, though, was that fact that this tempering also made integrating the Demon Sage's blood essence hundreds of times easier! Because his bones were completely destroyed, he no longer had to pierce through them to drill the Demon Sage's blood essence into his true blood essence. He had actually found such a short cut, albeit a very painful short cut.
Dyon knew he had to take advantage of this. He didn't know when he would find a life energy source like the spiritual vein again, and without one, using this method was only asking to die. Although the Energy Core had only taken decades to build up this store, that was in the ancient era, the energy hear was hundreds of times denser than in Dyon's time. What took decades here would definitely take millennia there. He couldn't waste this opportunity.
Amphorae could only watch in horror as Dyon's body constantly inflated and deflated. She knew exactly what was happening, she wasn't stupid. Although Dyon seemed incomparably valiant right now, so much so that it made her heart throb with love, she also knew that he was facing a ridiculous amount of pain right now.
Elder Conli blasted his way out of the mountain range he had fallen into. His entire right arm was blackened, boils filled with puss were growing along it without reserve, giving it a disgusting contrast of brownish-green and black.
With great pain and rage in his eyes, he didn't hesitate to chop his arm off. When a cultivator reached his level, each limb was incomparably important. There were only 108 meridians in the body. 36 of them were centered in the torso and head, however, there were 18 in each limb!
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18 meridians were the equivalent of two grades. Meaning, the difference between a peak first grade expert and a peak third grade expert was exactly 18 meridians.