In the quiet chamber, a dense aura of bloodlust lingered.
Naked within the wooden barrel soaked with superior demonic blood, Li Muyang sat cross-legged, immersed in the demonic blood.
As he circulated his cultivation technique, strands of this rich demonic blood suffused with the aura of bloodlust seeped into his body, faintly forming sinister demonic patterns on his skin.
He had ordered the maids to take his identity medallion and authorization slip to retrieve another two catties of superior demonic blood from the medicine stove.
Such resources were available only to those treated at an elder's level.
However, refining superior demonic blood proved to be more difficult than anticipated.
Initially, when refining inferior demonic blood, Li Muyang had only needed one night's time.
Yet now, employing superior demonic blood for body refinement, the overwhelming bloodlust rushed into his body, nearly bursting his meridians.
