There are two streams of information in Ling Hao's mind that have not yet been read.
One of them is the method of cracking the barrier in the Star Territory's natural moat, and the other flow of information is the method of tempering bloodline left to him by Xuanyuan's ancestor.
He is not in a hurry to break the barrier now, and he has never thought about going to the Intermediate Star Territory so soon.
Then, quickly read the tempering method of bloodline power.
About a quarter of an hour later, Ling Hao's eyes couldn't help but perk up. This tempering method was obviously an upgraded version of the Pulse Building Art, and its core content was similar to the Pulse Building Art.
After digesting it again, Ling Hao began to activate his bloodline power to practice.
Just as he expected, it didn't take long for his blood to start to become restless, and the amplitude was getting higher and higher, and the pain spread throughout his body again.
However, because of his previous experience with the Pulse Building Art and the Chiyang Sanren who helped him temper his blood vessels, he has initially mastered how to relieve this pain.
This time, it was finally not as painful as before.
An hour later, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and it felt like it was about to burst out of his body. Ling Hao quickly activated the Xuanmai Heart Meridian to unblock the blood.
However, he obviously underestimated the difficulty of this bloodline training, and the hour he had experienced before could only be regarded as the beginning.
After a while, the feeling of blood flowing backward and bones being eaten away by thousands of ants appeared again, and it was even worse than last time.
At this moment, Ling Hao's whole body was soaked with sweat, veins were popping out on his forehead, his eyes were scarlet, his face was distorted, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Brother Ling Hao, how about it? If it doesn't work, let's forget it?" Zi Ling's voice sounded in his mind.
"It's okay, I can hold on for a while longer!" Ling Hao gritted his teeth.
"Do you want me to help you?" Zi Ling continued to ask.
"No need!" Ling Hao said again: "I can only rely on myself to temper my bloodline. If you take action, the effect will be greatly reduced."
"Okay!" Zi Ling pouted: "Can't your ancestor study some easier methods? He must make people live and die to find a sense of existence!"
"..." Ling Hao's mouth twitched slightly.
Time passed very quickly, and a few hours passed by in the blink of an eye. The blood vessels in Ling Hao's body had more than doubled in size, and it felt like they were about to explode at any time.
And, what's even more terrible is that the pain continues to rise, as if it will never end.
boom!
After a while, an immense force exploded in Ling Hao's body, striking hard on the eight extraordinary meridians.
"..."
Under the impact of such overbearing force, Ling Hao could no longer hold on, his eyes rolled and he fainted.
And the moment he fell to the ground, a bloody mist burst out from his body and instantly filled the entire valley.
What is surprising is that after about two minutes, the bloody mist in the valley quickly surged, and the entire valley was filled with chaos.
The next moment, the bloody mist condensed into a looming bloody divine dragon that rose into the sky, roared like a living creature and then swooped down.
Immediately afterwards, the bloody divine dragon sank directly into Ling Hao's body from above his head.
Afterwards, the valley returned to calm, and the bloody fog disappeared. Except for Ling Hao lying on the stone slab, it was as if nothing had happened.
"Um?!"
Seeing this, a strange sound came from the forest around the valley.
"What's going on?" After a while, a man's voice sounded.