Yoze's mind rapidly spun as he took a deep breath. The cold air had a hint of blood, dust, and other harmful materials, but he didn't mind. His body was strong enough to quickly digest the materials that might upset an average person's stomach and lungs.
He held onto this breath until every last bit of oxygen was absorbed into his lungs before quickly exhaling all the carbon dioxide. He then took another few short breaths to accelerate his heart rate. As he performed this strange breathing method, he watched as the world around him seemed to quickly slow before settling at a rate 20 percent slower than normal.
Feeling his mind working faster than normal, Yoze smiled under his blood armor as he began to feel his two hearts thump hard. The pressure on his shoulders from holding back at the immortal cultivator tournament and even having to restrain himself for a week melted away like snow.
