Facing an Ancient God for a Year

What is ambergris?

Fu Qian’s question made Ji Liushuang freeze on the spot.

"I of course know what ambergris is, but I don’t understand what you mean…”

Ji Liushuang muttered in reply.

Fu Qian hadn’t expected her to understand.

Indigestible foreign substances that are encapsulated are not yet true ambergris; it’s only after being expelled by the Whale and washed and soaked by the seawater for hundreds of years that it becomes a true treasure.

There is a very important point here, which is that the foreign substances will be expelled.

If we can’t break through the barrier of the furnace, then let it expel us as if we were foreign substances.

Maybe this is a method to escape this desperate situation.

But if the furnace is compared to a Whale, then to be expelled, one not only needs to be an indigestible foreign substance but also large enough.

Fu Qian was highly suspicious that Feng Yunhong had been doing just this over the years.

Gradually consuming the Transcendents who came after him, accumulating himself as a foreign substance, making the furnace’s indigestion worse and worse.

Until one day, breaking through that limit…

"Not understanding is not a problem, as the ancient saying goes, ‘Being weak and ignorant are not obstacles to survival, but arrogance is.’ It’s best not to do what you don’t understand.”

Fu Qian winked at Ji Liushuang.

"You will help us, won’t you?”

Unable to grasp the meaning behind Fu Qian’s words, Ji Liushuang swallowed and spoke quickly.

"You may be somewhat of an outsider, but I know you are not a bad person.

If there is a way to escape, please be sure to tell me; I am willing to pay any price.”

Fu Qian looked at Ji Liushuang’s serious face, then at the other five people.

Apart from Ji Liushuang, no one even dared to meet his gaze, although it was clear they were all ears.

"Sorry, you can’t get out.”

Fu Qian mercilessly shattered the hopes of everyone.

"Because you are too weak.”

"Also, I might not be a bad person, but I am a mission person.”

Flashing a smile at Ji Liushuang, Fu Qian leaped up, jumping right into the center of the blood pool, where Feng Yunhong had first stood.

The blood at the center of the pool almost instantly closed around him.

Fu Qian could clearly feel his body being violently washed by the blood, trying to penetrate his body and assimilate him.

"What about this way?”

Fu Qian didn’t hesitate to thrust his right hand into the blood pool.

The wound where his pinky was missing instantly became a conduit, with blood rushing into his body like mad through here.

"You dare!”

A frenzied howl echoed throughout, and a person stood up in the blood pool.

To call it a person was actually a compliment; more precisely, it was a humanoid monster with limbs and a torso, even its facial features were a blank void.

"Do you know what you’re doing?”

It was none other than Feng Yunhong’s voice.

"Of course I know, otherwise why would I be doing it with such gusto?”

Fu Qian cheekily responded to him, and before the astonished eyes of Ji Liushuang and the others, he tore off his entire right arm.

The flow of blood entering increased several times over in an instant.

For a moment, he felt his body swell with surging blood and qi.

"Stop!”

Feng Yunhong’s voice became more urgent.

"Do you have any idea how many years I’ve prepared for this?”

"Looks like you’re quite aware of your situation, huh?”

Fu Qian confirmed his guess.

This one had indeed thought of the same method.

Turn himself into an indigestible, unbearable substance, and then have the furnace expel him voluntarily.

"I will never let you ruin my decades of effort!”

Seeing that Fu Qian not only didn’t stop but intensified his attack, Feng Yunhong, out of desperation, also began to absorb faster.

But the self-destruction had clearly caused him massive damage, and he was still in the midst of recovery.

As soon as the absorption rate increased, his body immediately became unstable, almost unable to maintain human form, forcing him to slow down again.

However, even so, relying on his years of accumulation and familiarity, his absorption rate still far exceeded Fu Qian’s.

His body began to take shape gradually, with organs, muscles, and various details appearing.

After confirming that Fu Qian could not pose a real threat to him, Feng Yunhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Stupid fool, last time I let you escape, I didn’t expect you to come back and fall into your own trap.”

He glared at Fu Qian.

"Soon I will personally send you on your way and let you experience what the most extreme pain is like.”

Hmm!

Facing Feng Yunhong’s threat, Fu Qian snorted and remained completely unmoved.

"It’s reminded me, should I strike first to be strong?”

Fu Qian stepped forward, walking up to Feng Yunhong.

Without any skin, the musculature all over his body was clearly visible, even the internal organs could be seen.

The blood in the blood pool had already been mostly absorbed by him, making the figure of Feng Yunhong look even taller than before.

"You dare!”

In Feng Yunhong’s roar of anger, Fu Qian took another step forward, letting the other grab his neck while he left a deep gash on Feng Yunhong’s body with his fingers like a knife.

However, the next moment, blood gushed out from the wound, healing at a visible rate.

"Don’t waste your effort.”

Feng Yunhong laughed crazily.

"Although it’s inconvenient for me to move now, as long as I stand in this blood pool, I will absolutely not die.

No matter what injuries I receive, they will be rapidly repaired.”

"Is that so? How about this?”

Fu Qian blinked, reached through the not yet fully healed wound, and launched a Visceral Critical Strike.

The blood pool trembled violently beneath his feet, as Feng Yunhong let out a scream that echoed everywhere.

As Fu Qian withdrew his hand, a surge of blood spurted from the wound on his body.

"Stop it!”

With no skin at all, theoretically his whole body was a wound, a perfect target for organ snatching!

Ignoring Feng Yunhong’s screams, Fu Qian reached in again for another grab.

The six people on the shore were now stunned.

When they saw Fu Qian jump directly into the blood pool, the group thought he had gone mad and was attempting suicide.

But now it seemed he was well prepared and set to the rhythm of killing Feng Yunhong.

Watching Fu Qian attack ferociously, causing Feng Yunhong to let out scream after scream, suddenly a figure rushed to the edge of the pool.

"Huang Zhaoyan!”

The group was shocked at the sudden advance of this person.

"Idiots.”

Huang Zhaoyan looked at the group with a cold sneer and, without hesitation, jumped in.

This guy wants a share of the spoils!

The group, chided as fools, instantly understood Huang Zhaoyan’s intentions.

Clearly, absorbing the fresh blood in the center of the pool could enhance strength, and with Feng Yunhong and Fu Qian fighting intensely without any spare attention.

Huang Zhaoyan was attempting to step in.

Although dangerous, in such a place, a bit more strength was a bit more assurance of survival, and upon reflection, it was worth it.

The reason for calling the others fools was also simple.

If they were allowed to continue, no matter who eventually won, those left would be like lambs to the slaughter.

Suddenly, the crowd became restless, and shadows leaped forward, rushing towards the center of the blood pool.

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