"Jiang Yuan, how are you recovering?"

The door was pushed open, and Yu Tu first poked her head in to ask a question before cautiously crawling in.

"Great, I'm basically fine after two naps!" Jiang Yuan opened his eyes. The combination of the living body's repair ability and self-healing potential had an exceptionally significant effect.

"That's good!"

Yu Tu walked along the wall with his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Yuan asked, raising an eyebrow.

Yu Tu looked a little flustered, and immediately shrugged, saying, "What could I be doing! Of course, I came to see you!"

"Is that my gun behind you?" Jiang Yuan immediately noticed the God-Slaying Spear that Yu Tu was holding behind his back.

"Really! Oh right, it's your gun!" Yu Tu awkwardly pulled out the God-Slaying Spear from behind his back.

"Give it to me!" Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand.

"Wait, wait, lie there and don't move. I'll put the gun here, you can take it yourself later!" Yu Tu acted quickly, took out the God-Slaying Spear and leaned it against the wall, while also reaching out to stop Jiang Yuan.

"What's wrong? Why are you being so mysterious?"

Jiang Yuan couldn't stand the dawdling any longer. He got up and walked a few steps to the God-Slaying Spear. As he gripped the spear, he noticed a slight change in the shaft. Looking at the silver threads around the grip, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Entanglement Threads?"

"Uh!" Yu Tu stammered.

"Why are you wrapping this thing around my gun?" Jiang Yuan asked, puzzled. Although the Entangling Silk was the embodiment of rules, it had no other function besides being useful to the user.

"We parted in such a hurry last time that I didn't have a gift for you!" Yu Tu kept twisting her fingers nervously.

"So, this is what you gave me!" Jiang Yuan chuckled, not to mock her, but because he thought the woman was quite cute; why did she have to give me this of all things?

Yu Tu bit her lip for a while before explaining: "In ancient times, whenever war came and a boy joined the army, a girl would always cut off a lock of her hair for the boy she admired and make it into a bracelet to give to him."

The moment she finished speaking, the atmosphere became a little awkward. Seeing this, Yu Tu immediately said, "Don't misunderstand, I...I...I just..."

"Alright, enough stammering, you can't really say anything!"

Jiang Yuan smiled nonchalantly, gripped the shaft of the God-Slaying Spear, and sighed, "I've received your gift!"

"Then I'll...I'm leaving!"

Yu Tu blushed to the roots of her neck and turned to leave in a panic.

"Heavenly Demon Body?" Jiang Yuan stared blankly at the departing figure.

There are many illusions in this world, and love is undoubtedly one of them.

As for those illusions—the ambiguity above, the unattainable person, and the indispensable "them"—they're all fake!

Jiang Yuan held the still-warm Entwined Love Silk, as if reaffirming his belief, and murmured repeatedly: "How could the love of a Heavenly Demon Body be real!"

With the God-Slaying Spear put away, Jiang Yuan's mood calmed down a bit.

"Let's see if the Blood Elf has condensed!" Jiang Yuan's mind stirred, and his attention turned to the 153,000 killing intent points.

This seemingly simple figure of 153,000 represents the 153,000 beasts he killed that were stronger than him—a true path to power. The weak here are only prey, let alone capable of killing prey stronger than themselves.

"The host has met the requirements for condensing a Darkblood Elf. Do you wish to condense a Darkblood Elf?"

The Grim Reaper's Hand's consciousness remained focused on the killing intent value. It seemed that as long as Jiang Yuan gave the order, it would absorb all of these killing intent values ​​and form the third form of the Grim Reaper's Hand—the Will of Death.

"By the way, I think I experienced something strange before I woke up!"

Jiang Yuan tried his best to recall what he had experienced in his coma, but those things were like dreams. You might have some memories from a fleeting glimpse, but if you really try to recall a dream, it's a complete blank.

"The host has triggered the Will of Death, reading the memories of the Mark of the Dead in an unconscious state, but because the Will of Death is not fully condensed, the host cannot clearly remember them!" The Hand of Death quickly provided an explanation.

"Is it related to the will of death?" Jiang Yuan was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that this unique memory was caused by the hand of death. It was impossible for him not to be scared, because the feeling of being killed repeatedly was too real, so real that he would be scared if he experienced it himself.

"Death is the final destination of life, and it is an integral part of life!" the Hand of Death calmly stated.

"Ha!" Jiang Yuan didn't expect the Grim Reaper's Hand to be reasonable. He asked, "Then tell me about the Blood Elf!"

All he wants to know now is how the Blood Elves are doing!

"Host's killing intent has reached 153,000; Dark Blood Elf can be condensed!"

"Warning: Blood Spirits have only one form and can only devour each other, not coexist."

Jiang Yuan was somewhat confused after hearing what the Hand of Death said. He asked, "Are there still a few Blood Elves left?"

"The host possesses two forms of Blood Spirits: one activated by the Battlefield of Fallen Gods, and the other activated by the Hand of Death."

Jiang Yuan nodded thoughtfully. He roughly understood that the test left by the Lord of War ultimately condensed the blood spirits of the Godfall Battlefield, while the Hand of Death, as a talent in the final battlefield, would inevitably condense the blood spirits of the final battlefield. There was an essential difference between the two.

"So how are the two forms of blood spirits condensing now?" Jiang Yuan was very concerned about this question. He could feel that the test given to him by the Lord of War had been activated, but it was not as fast as the accumulation of killing intent.

"The Blood Elves in the Battlefield of Fallen Gods have reached the Dark Blood level, but their purity is not as strong as those in the Final Battlefield! This is because Blood Elves have only one form, and the two will eventually devour each other, leaving behind the stronger Dark Blood Elves!" The hollow voice of the Hand of Death echoed in Jiang Yuan's mind.

"Have they all reached the Dark Blood level?"

Jiang Yuan was somewhat dazed. He had been suppressing the formation of Blood Elves in the Godfall Battlefield, but he did not expect that Blood Elves would still appear in the Battle of Echo Valley, and that they had reached the level of Dark Blood Elves.

The Hand of Death ceased transmitting information. After waiting for a long time, Jiang Yuan realized he wouldn't find answers from the Hand of Death, so he turned to the Heavenly Eye and asked, "What do you think?"

After thinking for a while, the Sky Eye AI said, "There is an unknown factor in blood elves of the same level devouring each other. As dark blood elves, the probability of surviving in the final battlefield is no more than 60%!"

"you mean?"

Jiang Yuan focused intently, vaguely sensing the hint from the Heavenly Eye.

"First, condense the Dark Blood Elves from the Battlefield of Fallen Gods, and then continue to enhance the Blood Elves from the Final Battlefield. Ideally, the Blood Elves from the Final Battlefield should reach the level of Demonic Blood. Only in this way can the Blood Elves from the Final Battlefield completely devour the Blood Elves from the Battlefield of Fallen Gods!"

Tianyan paused for a moment, then continued, "In this way, the Lord of War's Five Elements Rebirth Method will be defeated without any resistance!"