Those eight monsters felt like they had been cursed for eight lifetimes!

What I swallowed wasn't some tonic, but a deadly ancestor!

Zhang Shaozhong was inside its body, and at this moment he was in a bloodthirsty frenzy, completely disregarding the pain in his meridians and the feeling of his dantian about to burst!

He had only one thought in his mind—to inhale!

Suck it in like crazy!

Let's suck that old monster dry into a snake!

The chaotic energy was operating at an unprecedentedly frenzied pace, like a huge, efficient transformation furnace, forcibly stripping away the chaotic and insane wills of the surging, boundless evil god power, then crushing, purifying, and finally transforming it into the most primordial chaotic energy, which merged into his own gray aura.

The process was incredibly painful, like countless tiny knives scraping his bones, or like being boiled in a pressure cooker!

But fueled by hatred and the will to survive, he stubbornly persevered!

Click!

It was as if a barrier had been broken, and a sound echoed within him!

Late stage of Foundation Establishment!

With this influx of frenzied energy, his cultivation level naturally broke through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment!

The chaotic energy instantly grew significantly stronger, becoming more condensed and violent!

But that's not all!

The energy of that Orochi's clone was simply too immense. Even if only a portion was absorbed, it was far beyond what a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator could contain!

More energy surged in like a flood bursting its banks, making his dantian feel like it was about to explode!

The gray, chaotic airflow was compressed to its limit and began to emit a low rumble!

"Not enough! Still not enough! Compress it for me!!"

Zhang Shaozhong hardened his heart and not only did not stop, but he also used an even stronger will to activate the Chaos Technique, frantically compressing the chaotic energy in his dantian that had become so dense that it was almost liquid!

Rumble—!

An energy storm seemed to surge within his dantian!

The gray air currents spun, squeezed, and collided wildly!

Under that extreme pressure and massive energy support, a wisp of extremely fine, yet exuding an aura far more ancient, primordial, and domineering than that of ordinary Golden Core cultivators... gray pill pattern began to faintly condense at the center of that energy storm!

This is no ordinary Golden Core, but... the prototype of a Chaos Golden Core!

Although it was only a rudimentary form, not even a true core, the aura it emitted had already caused a qualitative change in Zhang Shaozhong's power!

His speed at which he absorbed the power of the evil god suddenly increased!

"No—!!! My power!! Stop! Stop it now!!"

The Eight-Headed Evil God clearly felt that the power of its clone was being drained away at an alarming rate by that damned brat, and even the wisp of its original divine consciousness attached to the energy core began to become unstable!

It let out a terrified wail, its eight heads shaking wildly, trying to vomit out or crush the "parasites" inside its stomach!

But at this moment, it was interfered with by Ling Qingxue's extreme freezing domain from the outside, and by Ye Meier's crazy attack of burning her source from the inside. It was also frantically extracted by Zhang Shaozhong's "chaos furnace" from the inside, so it was powerless to turn the tide!

Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier also clearly felt that the monster's resistance was rapidly weakening, and its aura was plummeting, from the late Golden Core stage all the way down to the early stage, and then down to the Foundation Establishment stage!

It's even falling!

"Hold on, my husband! We're here!"

The two women were greatly encouraged and attacked even more fiercely!

The icy blue fairy power and the pitch-black demonic energy intertwined, like a destructive storm, constantly bombarding the monster's increasingly fragile head and body!

"Snap!"

Nightshade's magic spear finally seized the opportunity and pierced through the head of a creature that was trying to spew poisonous mist!

The head exploded instantly, splattering black and green poisonous blood everywhere!

"Mystic Ice - Annihilation!" Ling Qingxue seized the moment when the monster was injured and stiffened, and the last power of the ice and snow talisman was completely unleashed. Endless coldness surged into the monster's body like a tide, freezing its evil power cycle!

Caught between internal and external forces, his energy was being frantically drained, and his core divine sense began to waver...

This clone of the Eight-Headed Demon God has finally come to an end!

"No!!! My god... will not let you go..."

Filled with endless resentment and bitterness, Shiki Yugen's consciousness was the first to be abandoned and annihilated by the evil god.

The wisp of the Eight-Headed Demon God's divine will, under the erosion of the chaotic energy and external attacks, let out a silent shriek and completely dissipated.

BOOM!!!

The deformed body, having lost its core support, burst open like an inflated balloon!

The foul-smelling blood and broken flesh and bones splattered everywhere like a torrential rain!

At the epicenter of the explosion, a figure enveloped in a dense gray aura slowly emerged.

It was Zhang Shaozhong!

He hovered in mid-air, his eyes closed, emanating an extremely unstable yet terrifying aura!

The aura of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator surged continuously, and in the dantian, a faint, almost imperceptible gray radiance, seemingly containing the power to create the world, was slowly fading away.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a gray, chaotic vortex seemed to flash across them!

"call……"

He exhaled a long, stale breath, which carried a sense of annihilation.

He's not dead!

Not only did he not die, but he also turned misfortune into blessing, his cultivation level soared, and he even touched the threshold of the Chaos Golden Core!

He landed back on the ground, looking at the messy, blood-stained altar, and then at Ling Qingxue and Ye Meier, whose faces were pale from exhaustion but whose eyes were full of surprise and concern. A sense of relief and warmth welled up in his heart as he felt he had survived a disaster.

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