Xu Qi 'an flew in the air for a while and found the Shura Vajra's body in a Mountain Valley.
He fell into a pool of dark golden blood, without any signs of life, his eyes empty and dead.
Xu Qi 'an landed lightly on the ground. Without wasting any time, he strode to the Asura Vajra's corpse and lay on the wound on his back, gulping down the sticky blood.
Gulu, Gulu ~
His Adam's apple bobbed, and the Vajra divine technique was burning like lava, burning Xu Qi 'an's stomach.
The Asura Vajra's corpse quickly dried up.
As he absorbed more and more divine Vajra blood, Xu Qi 'an's pupils turned golden, and golden blood vessels bulged on his cheeks. Then, his skin was dyed golden.
He was enveloped in a rich golden light. The golden light rose and fell as if he was breathing.
This process continued for half an hour before the golden light gradually receded.
