Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

Yan Ning took a deep breath and carefully read the precautions.

【Important Notes】:

1. Users must possess the physical attributes of a high-level warrior.

2. The refining process will last three to seven days, during which time it will be accompanied by severe pain.

3. It is recommended to take this medication in a quiet and safe environment.

4. Dragon blood energy has an automatic protective property and will not cause irreversible damage to the user.

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"Advanced warrior-level physical fitness...just meets the standard." Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief. "The process was painful, but it's not like I haven't suffered before."

He stored the dragon blood in his system space and left the washroom.

Su Wanqing was already awake and was leaning against the headboard watching him.

"Up so early?" Her voice was still a little hoarse.

"I have something to take care of."

Yan Ning walked over and kissed her on the forehead. "I'm going into seclusion for a few days. Please take care of things at home."

Su Wanqing nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

Yan Ning turned and walked toward the training room, her steps a few paces faster than usual.

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The training room door closed and the lights came on.

Yan Ning sat cross-legged in the center and took out the dragon blood from the system space.

A palm-sized, transparent bottle filled with a dark red liquid.

The liquid was very thick, like melted amber, with a golden sheen.

"Dragon blood of planetary rank three."

Yan Ning gripped the bottle tightly.

"Drink it, and you'll become a war god!"

Without hesitation, he uncorked the bottle, tilted his head back, and gulped it down.

The moment the dragon's blood entered my throat, it felt like a line of fire burning from my throat all the way to my stomach.

Then came the explosion!

boom!

Yan Ning felt an extremely violent energy explode within his body, as if someone had inserted a sun into his blood vessels.

The blood is boiling.

The meridians are expanding.

Every single cell is screaming!

pain.

A feeling of being torn apart, from the inside out, from head to toe.

It felt like something was rampaging through his body, trying to crush and rebuild every muscle and bone in his body.

Yan Ning gritted his teeth, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"This little pain...is nothing!"

He activated the primal energy of his genes, guiding the dragon blood energy to circulate within his meridians.

Wherever the energy passes, the meridian walls are torn apart, only to be repaired by the life energy contained in the dragon's blood.

Tearing, repairing, tearing again, repairing again.

With each cycle, the meridians become wider and thicker than before.

The bones and muscles also emitted a series of popping sounds.

Yan Ning's face turned bright red.

Sweat evaporated into water vapor in the scorching heat of the dragon's blood.

The entire training room was filled with a layer of white mist, and the temperature was more than ten degrees higher than outside.

He spent the first day in pain and healing.

The pain reached its peak on the second day.

On the third day, the pain began to subside.

The dragon blood energy was no longer violent, but became docile, flowing slowly through his meridians.

The torn tissues began to heal rapidly, and the new muscles and bones were several times stronger than before.

Day 4...

boom!

Yan Ning heard a crisp sound coming from inside his body, as if something had been broken through.

The barrier that stood between the warrior and the god of war shattered!

50000 kg.

80000 kg.

100000 kg.

His punching power exceeded 100000 kilograms!

Even the limit for a beginner-level War God is only around 130000 kilograms!

Is this the power of a war god...?

Yan Ning opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them.

The dragon blood energy was not completely exhausted.

The remainder transformed into a warm current, seeping into his limbs and bones, continuing to nourish his body.

This is not a matter of forcing growth overnight.

Instead, it will continuously improve. Over the next few months or even years, the residual energy of the dragon's blood will gradually transform his physique, making him stronger and stronger.

The only pity is that his mental strength is still at the level of a high-level warrior.

"That's normal."

Yan Ning was not too disappointed.

"Dragon blood primarily strengthens the physical body. As for mental and spiritual power, there will be plenty of opportunities to develop those abilities later."

He walked up to the alloy target in the training room and casually threw a punch.

boom!

The half-meter-thick alloy target was pierced through by this punch.

Yan Ning stared at the fist-shaped hole and remained silent for a few seconds.

"Who could have imagined that in less than a month, I would break through from an intermediate-level warrior to a beginner-level war god?"

He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within him.

"With just my physical strength as a martial artist, coupled with the Black God Set, I'm more than qualified to join the War God Palace!"

The Black God Set can deflect all attacks below the God of War level, and also has an excellent damage reduction effect against God of War level attacks.

He is already at the God of War level, and with the Black God Set... any opponent below the God of War level is no different from a tickle when they hit him!

"Not to mention, once the Cloud Vine completes its transformation, my strength will increase even further!"

"At that time, even a high-level War God wouldn't be able to damage me!"

emboldened.

After swallowing the dragon's blood, Yan Ning finally felt somewhat safe.

It's not the kind of security that "I can protect myself," but the kind of security that "I can stand here and let you hit me, and you still can't kill me."

"But we cannot let our guard down."

"In the time to come, I need to study the 'Fragments of Meteor Ink' diligently and try to master more blades. At that time, my combat power will experience another terrifying boost."

"It's impossible to have a critical hit every time you marry. The system is an aid, but not the whole story. You still have to put in enough effort and can't slack off because of it."

Yan Ning took a deep breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to consolidate his newly broken-through realm.

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The tenth day of my seclusion.

When Yan Ning walked out of the training room, he was a completely different person.

His figure was more upright than before, and there was a faint golden halo flowing under his skin, making him look like a humanoid dragon.

Shen Yao was holding her daughter in the living room when she saw Yan Ning and was slightly taken aback.

"Brother Ning...you seem to have grown taller?"

"Yeah?"

Yan Ning took her daughter. The little one was already over two months old and had grown quite a bit since she was born. She was chubby and fair-skinned with big, bright eyes.

"Dad's here."

He spoke softly, nuzzling the little one's face with his forehead.

His daughter giggled and grabbed his fingers tightly with her little hand.

Yan Ning looked down at that small face, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

"Wait until Mo Yun Teng awakens, wait until Su Wanqing's mental strength recovers, wait until Azi gives birth to the child..."

"At that time, this family will truly be settled."

Zhao Zixuan came out of the inner room, and she had to subconsciously hold her waist as she walked.

Su Wanqing followed behind her, holding a cup of hot milk.

"You've emerged from seclusion? You seem... quite different." Su Wanqing glanced at him, her gaze lingering on him for a moment.

"What has changed?" Yan Ning asked.

Su Wanqing thought for a moment and answered seriously, "It's stronger."

For various reasons, Yan Ning decided not to tell his wives about his breakthrough to the God of War level for the time being.

Without him.

The progress is too fast.

In just over a year, the mentalist started from scratch and cultivated to the advanced warrior level, while the martial artist also cultivated to the initial war god level.

Who would believe that if I told them?

Becoming a War God-level being means taking on more responsibility and facing greater danger. Exposing oneself to the spotlight is not a good thing.

To reiterate, Yan Ning is not selfish.

When he can easily deal with lord-level and king-level monsters, the damage he can achieve will be dozens of times greater than it is now.

That will be the time when he truly shines.

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