C12 (2/2)

His legs were still trembling and his stomach was growling with hunger and discomfort.

Yi Hao suddenly thought of the fruit he picked, the bright, glistening one. He took it out and looked at it. It was really very bright red, and looked very pretty.

The redness was like a flow of blood; there was an indescribable hostility and a feeling of surging spirit energy.

Yi Hao smelt really good, especially when his stomach was still so hungry. He really wanted to eat anything he saw.

Yi Hao resisted his desire to swallow it. Although it did look familiar, it only looked familiar. If it was a poison or something, then it would be troublesome.

Now was the time to fight with the gods.

The more Yi Hao thought about it, the more he felt that his head was spinning from hunger. His mental energy, his concentration, his willpower … they were gradually wearing down.

Yi Hao slowly approached his mouth with the fruit in his hand. He was on the verge of collapsing.

After enduring for several hours, Yi Hao finally managed to keep his mouth shut.

At this moment, Yi Hao's mind could no longer be clear-headed. However, he could no longer control himself. Whether it was good or bad, it would soon be clear.

The fruit exploded in Yi Hao's mouth. The cracked energy flowed through his body like a steady stream of water. His body was in extreme pain from the violent energy. His skin was already starting to crack and blood was slowly oozing out …

Yi Hao forced himself to start meditating, cultivate, and slowly soothe the raging energy for his own use.

Oh right, he also had the Spirit Sesame Grass, which could at least cushion the raging energy, and then circulate the Limitless Destruction Scripture in his body to digest the energy.

Yi Hao felt like he had spent all of his life's effort to bring out the spirit sesame seed. Without saying anything further, he stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it.

Ah!

His eyes turned red, and his entire body was covered with an extremely terrifying, bloody aura.

However, he firmly stabilized his cross-legged meditating. If he could not persevere at this moment, then he would really be finished.

Don't forget your blood feud with Gongyang Jun. Don't forget how you died. Don't forget who betrayed you!

He repeated these words over and over again in his heart, stimulating himself so that he didn't faint.

With a burst of sound, he broke through to the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Whoosh ~

Another Weng Ming, Foundation Establishment Stage Level 4 …

His mind was filled with these sounds. The violent energy in his head also became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to destroy the heavens …

All of them existed in Yi Haohan's tiny body, which was torturing him even more.

Blood was flowing out, and the berserk energy was also flowing out. However, they did not go anywhere, but just continued to hover around Yi Hao's body, going in and out …

At the last moment, Yi Hao finally collapsed and couldn't move at all.

However, Limitless was still circulating and cultivating in his own body. They were already deeply imprinted in Yi Hao's heart, and no one could stop them …

After a day and a night, Yi Hao's body began to slowly recover. His skin was growing back together at a visible rate. However, Yi Hao, who was lying on the ground, didn't move at all …

He did not show any signs of awakening either, as if this person had lost his life!