As this drop of immortal blood was swallowed into his stomach, Su Jie's entire body's blood and energy surged like a dragon's steam, his flesh dissolving in large areas, even revealing his white bones.
On those exposed bones, dense, ancient patterns could be seen imprinted upon them, and even on a microscopic level, each cell bore a primitive and desolate pattern.
This was the profound mystery of the great Dao contained within the immortal blood, eroding and destroying Su Jie's body in an unreasonable way, but at the same time, it granted Su Jie unparalleled strength.
The transformation happened too quickly, and by the time the three Crossing Dao Heavenly Venerates noticed, they had already begun to retreat cautiously.
Su Jie clenched his fist, an intense discomfort spreading through his body. He knew he had to resolve the battle quickly, or else the aftereffects of the immortal blood would spread from his body to his soul, which would be a major problem.
