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Chapter 420 A powerful tonic, enhancing both physical and mental well-being.

Guanlan District, Qingshui Bay.

Lead-gray clouds pressed heavily on the sea.

The wind and rain poured down, relentlessly pounding the beach and the waves.

The roar of the waves was deafening, like the ceaseless roar of a captive beast.

However, amidst this raging natural spectacle, a naked figure sat cross-legged like a rock in waist-deep water.

He let wave after wave crash over his head, shattering against his solid chest and turning into a sky full of white foam.

Rainwater washed over his angular face, sliding down his high nose and jawline, outlining the clear muscle contours on his bronze skin.

Fang Cheng sat cross-legged in the surging waves, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing long and deep.

It's as if they're using this storm for meditation and spiritual practice.

But the furrows between his brows and the tight curve of his lips revealed that he was enduring immense pain at that moment.

Even with the constant washing and cleansing by the cold seawater.

Fang Cheng's body still radiated astonishing heat, his skin glowing red, as if an inextinguishable lava was burning inside.

Suddenly, a cluster of dark red flames burst forth from his body, instantly engulfing him.

The color of the flames was extremely strange, not the bright, pure reddish-gold color they usually possessed.

It appeared as if it had been stained with filthy blood, displaying a chilling deep red color, which dimmed the light considerably.

Shila-

The seawater surrounding Fang Cheng seemed to have been plunged into a red-hot iron, boiling violently.

Vast plumes of scalding white steam mingled with the icy rain, creating a spectacular scene of water and fire merging.

Although the flames on his body had dimmed considerably, the power remained strong, and even showed signs of slipping out of Fang Cheng's control.

Compared to the precise control of the past, which allowed it to move freely without harming anything, all that remains now is a wild rampage.

Fortunately, the seawater carried away some of the scorching heat, easing the pain that had contorted Fang Cheng's face.

Right now, he is like a torch burning in the wind and rain, using his own light and heat to resist the boundless darkness around him.

The wind howled in my ears, and black waves crashed in again and again, trying to completely engulf the last embers of fire.

At that moment, Fang Cheng's consciousness quietly sank into a deeper battlefield.

This is a desolate world.

The sky was a frozen crimson, and the earth was shrouded in a thick fog.

Deep within the fog, roars and chewing sounds echoed endlessly.

Countless grotesque silhouettes loomed within, seemingly ready to pounce, radiating the purest malice.

In the very center of this eerie world, an eyeball of indescribable size floats silently.

Its surface is covered with countless thick blood vessels, like ugly roots extending into the surrounding space.

It was like a blood-red sun, hanging in the sky, radiating a distorted, dark red light.

Fang Cheng stood beneath this giant eye, as insignificant as an ant.

That eyeball was also looking down at him, its slowly rotating pupils resembling a deep abyss vortex that devours everything.

A tremendous, godlike pressure descended upon the world, almost freezing the entire space and even chilling the soul.

Ancient and obscure whispers echoed, as if they had traveled from the distant ancient times to tell untold secrets.

In the blood-red sky, strange battle scenes flashed by like fleeting shadows.

As if it were the end of the world, countless angels and demons with wings of light fell in the rain of blood, and stars vanished like dust...

"Uh-"

Fang Cheng let out a muffled groan, his hands unconsciously clenching into fists.

The terrifying pressure caused his straight back to bend downwards inch by inch, and his bones made a creaking sound as they could not bear the weight.

All the muscles in his body were trembling slightly, and the flames burning on his body were suppressed and became increasingly dim, almost turning blackish-red.

Blood vessels quickly filled his eyes, and fine, blood-red lines extended outwards from his eye sockets, as if some kind of curse mark had been etched onto his face.

"Plop," "Plop"...

Something is throbbing beneath the skin on both sides of my forehead.

It looked as if it was about to burst through the flesh and grow a pair of ferocious horns.

A tyrannical thought, born of destruction and slaughter, is trying to completely devour him and transform him into a demon king who only knows destruction.

The crimson eye, suspended in the air, coldly gazed at the ants below, continuously whispering.

Each syllable carries a sense of distortion, and it doesn't belong to any language in this world at all.

But Fang Cheng, who possesses an omniscient linguistic talent, can understand it perfectly.

These echoing whispers were repeating the same sentence over and over:

"Become one with me, become a part of me, and I will grant you eternity..."

Fang Cheng scoffed at this.

The spiritual fire in my mind is burning brightly, resisting the erosion on the spiritual level.

However, the power of the Crimson Eye was too strange, as it could simultaneously erode both the mental and physical levels, causing him to suffer double the pain.

Just as Fang Cheng's consciousness was fiercely battling the Crimson Eye.

A faint sound of the tide and a grand chant suddenly came from the distant shore.

The familiar voice made Fang Cheng relax slightly, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he struggled to lift his head and look into the distance.

The enormous, azure phantom that had once appeared in my subconscious has now reappeared.

It stands at the edge of the crimson space, exuding a tranquil and ancient aura.

This time, however, it did not issue a summons as usual, but instead turned its gaze to the huge red eyeball.

buzzing-

Accompanied by countless songs of praise, the aftershocks of the spatial tremor spread outwards, as if stirring up layers of giant waves.

Two wills from different dimensions, yet equally ancient and powerful, are silently confronting each other, vying for dominance over this space of consciousness.

However, Fang Cheng had already completely refined the drop of "dark blue light" attached to the spiritual fire last time.

The power of the blue phantom in my mind is now almost gone, appearing too weak.

Crimson Eyes clearly holds the advantage.

The crimson space seemed to be surrounded by an indestructible dam, and no matter how the blue tides washed over it, they could not penetrate it.

Thus, the battle reached a stalemate.

The entire space buzzed and hummed incessantly!
"You all want to use my brain as a battlefield, don't you?"

Upon seeing this, Fang Cheng's lips curled into a sinister smile.

His clenched fists cracked and popped, as if he could crush steel with his bare hands.

Under this immense pressure, his muscles suddenly bulged violently.

Angry veins, like dragons, snaked and writhed beneath his flushed skin.

puff!puff!puff!
With a sound like the tension of a steel cable being untied, the back muscles suddenly tensed up, revealing a crying, ghostly face!

The ferocious aura emanating from him made the monsters hiding in the mist tremble with fear.

"Let's all come together then!!!"

A roar from the depths of his soul suddenly exploded across the blood-red world. Fang Cheng's two arms were the first to turn crimson and translucent, like molten steel.

Pong!
Immediately afterwards, an even more ferocious and pure flame was forcibly ignited and swept over his entire body with unstoppable force.

The dim flames surrounding him instantly regained their brilliance and became more intense than ever before.

It seems that in this space of consciousness, what is burning is no longer energy, but his inextinguishable fighting spirit.

boom!
The ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked open.

Fang Cheng's body rebounded suddenly, like a spring that had been compressed to its limit.

Whoosh, bearing immense pressure, it soared into the sky, fiercely meeting the enormous eyeball that blotted out the heavens and earth.

Thump thump thump thump— Thump thump thump thump—

Like the continuous sonic boom of machine guns, it suddenly exploded throughout the entire space.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Cheng's arms transformed into countless afterimages that were indistinguishable to the naked eye.

All the force of the punches was highly concentrated at this moment, exploding at high speed.

Before the vacuum shockwave left by the previous punch could even spread, the destructive power of the next punch had already been delivered.

Flames danced wildly in response to his movements.

Countless fist shadows intertwined to form an impenetrable web of death, completely covering the enormous eyeball.

Faced with this punching speed that transcended the limits of thought, the enormous eyeball finally reacted.

Countless tangled blood threads transformed into millions of scarlet tentacles, lashing out in a devastating barrage.

However, when these tentacles came into contact with the storm of fist shadows constructed from pure power and speed, they were mercilessly shattered, torn apart, and evaporated, as if they were caught in a meat grinder!
With the added effect of "infinite combo," Fang Cheng's punches became faster and more powerful.

The sonic boom produced by the fist piercing the air gradually changed from a dull rumble to a sharp, piercing "tap-tap-tap" sound.

The intense impact of the fist combined wildly, forming a destructive airwave that continued to spread outward, dispersing all the swirling mist around them.

It also tore those hideous monsters lurking in the mist, along with their mournful roars, into pieces of flesh and blood!
Crunch!

Finally, after enduring countless heavy blows, a clear crack appeared on the surface of that huge red eyeball.

Fang Cheng's offensive did not stop at all; on the contrary, it became even more frantic!
The arms move at extremely high speeds, violently rubbing against the air, much like a missile striking a target.

Da da da da da da da—

The sonic booms became more rapid and sharper, and the punching speed once again reached its limit.

A raging hurricane swept through the entire crimson space, ravaging everything in sight.

On that crack, a second, a third, and eventually hundreds and thousands of scars were left.

It looks like... complete collapse is imminent!
The black and red flames on Fang Cheng's body had disappeared, replaced by an incomparably blazing crimson gold!

at the same time.

In the endless darkness, the spiritual fire representing self-awareness is also operating with unprecedented efficiency.

The fragments of the eyeball, shattered by the storm of punches, transformed into countless streams of spiritual energy and information.

They frantically rushed toward the spiritual fire, attempting to corrupt and assimilate it.

However, at this moment, the spiritual fire is like a highly efficient furnace.

The crimson flames engulfed all the fragments, burning and purifying them again and again.

Those negative impurities filled with killing, chaos, and madness were burned away in the flames, turning into wisps of smoke and dissipating.

What remains is pure, unadulterated energy, which is completely absorbed by the spiritual fire, transforming into its own nourishment, and thus burning even brighter and more vigorously.

In another dimension, a pale blue screen flickered slightly.

One notification message after another flashed by like a flowing stream:
[You are absorbing some abnormal consciousness, refining your self-awareness, and your mental strength has increased by 0.001.]

[You are absorbing some abnormal consciousness, refining your self-awareness, and your mental strength has increased by 0.001.]

[Your meditation skill was practiced while you were in an abnormal state, and your experience gained increased by +1.]

[Your experience gained from practicing Qigong skills while under abnormal conditions increases by +1]

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In the real world, the torrential rain had stopped sometime ago, leaving only a continuous drizzle.

The waves gradually calmed down, gently lapping against the beach.

Fang Cheng remained seated in the seawater, maintaining his original posture without wavering in the slightest.

A wave surged in, covering his shoulders, then slowly receded, revealing his robust body, as if cast from steel.

The flames on his body underwent a dramatic transformation.

The deep crimson color was rapidly fading, and a bright golden light was regaining dominance.

The flames changed from dark red to crimson, and then from crimson to a dazzling golden-red, even more dazzling than before.

In the pitch-black rainy night, it resembled a rising sun slowly emerging from the sea, radiating light.

Gradually, the light softened, eventually receding into the body and extinguishing completely.

The once boiling seawater had long since cooled, and the last wisp of white steam dissipated into the cool air.

Only a muscular man remained, sitting quietly in the sea.

It seems to have become one with these rocks in the wind and rain.

The lights of distant cities, shrouded in the rain, formed a hazy halo, like another distant and warm world.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly opened his eyes.

"call--"

Fang Cheng let out a long breath, and a solid white arrow shot out from his mouth, traveling more than five meters through the air before slowly dissipating.

He raised his hand and wiped his nose, his fingertips stained with a little blood that hadn't yet dried.

"I'm really too weak to absorb any nourishment..."

Fang Cheng sighed softly, his thoughts drifting back to a few hours earlier.

After driving himself back to Haitian Garden, Xiaosai thought everything was over.

To my surprise, right after taking a shower, I felt unbearably hot all over, and my nose started bleeding without warning. My skin even started to break out in fine red rashes.

Even more terrifying is that crazy thoughts of killing and devouring keep flooding his mind, and his temper becomes inexplicably irritable, wanting to find someone to vent his anger on.

Fang Cheng immediately realized that it was the "Crimson Eye" that he had swallowed that was causing the trouble.

Based on past experience, he immediately decided to purify this foreign consciousness through meditation.

But as soon as he entered meditation, flames uncontrollably erupted from his body.

Fortunately, Fang Cheng noticed in time and forcibly interrupted his meditation.

Otherwise, this newly renovated house would probably be destroyed by a fire.

At the very least, the expensive sports flooring will definitely be burned with a huge hole.

Left with no other choice, Fang Cheng could only opt for this most primitive and safest method.

Braving the heavy rain, I ran to the beach to let the icy seawater "physically cool" me down.

On this undisturbed, rainy night beach, complete this perilous "digestion".

Now, everything has settled down.

Fang Cheng's thoughts stirred slightly, and a pale blue light flickered before his eyes, clearly revealing the final harvest.

[You have consumed a rare ingredient from ancient times, increasing your constitution by 6 points.]

[You have refined a certain spiritual consciousness; your Spirit has increased by 7 points.]

(End of this chapter)