Chapter 185: Chapter 176: 2600 Krypton Gold! Tonight, All Gods and Demons Are My Food
SCHLICK—
Like a red-hot blade slicing through butter, it met no resistance.
The bisected Spirit Body didn’t even have time to shriek before it disintegrated and dissipated in mid-air.
It transformed into a cluster of colorful light, brighter than any before it.
’Projecting Sword Essence!’
Although it only traveled a meter, this was a completely different concept from simply coating the blade with Sword Qi as he had done before.
Han Feng’s eyes lit up, and he made a grasping motion with his hand through the barrier of light.
As if pulled by an unseen force, the cluster of light passed effortlessly through the barrier and was absorbed directly into his body.
BOOM!
A cool current, several times purer than before, rushed straight into his mind.
[Spiritual Strength +1.5]
Han Feng was instantly revitalized.
Staring at the dense school of Spirit Bodies swarming outside, his eyes began to glow with a terrifying green light.
He was like a fisherman who had figured out the trick, standing on the safe shore and continuously casting his deadly net into the pond.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
Streaks of condensed, silver-gray Sword Aura shot out, precisely reaping the Spirit Bodies that drew near.
In less than ten minutes, sweat was already beading on Han Feng’s forehead.
The consumption of Sword Essence was far greater than that of Sword Qi, and his reserves of Sword Essence were quickly running dry.
At the same time, that familiar, murky feeling of spiritual pollution washed over him once more.
"Brother Meng, time to switch!"
Han Feng fell back, plopped onto the ground, and immediately put on the silver helmet rented from Star Sea Technology.
He picked up a light blue Potion, twisted off the cap, and downed it in one go.
The ice-cold liquid slid down his throat, bringing considerable relief to his throbbing mind.
"Activate."
VMMMM—
The oppressive might of a Tier Three Early Stage Void Nightmare instantly descended upon him.
This time, Han Feng didn’t just passively endure it as he had before.
He actively opened his mind, allowing the immense, mountain-like pressure to wash over his Sea of Consciousness.
He could clearly "see" the impure and chaotic Spiritual Energy he had just absorbed being forcibly compressed and shattered under the immense pressure.
Wisps of black impurities were stripped away, then swiftly neutralized and dissolved by the cooling Energy from the Potion.
Meanwhile, his own Spiritual Power was repeatedly tempered in the process, becoming more resilient and pure.
Ten minutes later, Han Feng took off the helmet and exhaled a long, foul breath.
His mental fatigue vanished, replaced by an unprecedented sense of clarity and power.
He didn’t even rest, merely replacing the Spirit Coins in his Calm Heart Pendant before walking back to the doorway to continue "fishing."
Hunt. Absorb. Refine. Purify.
Like a tireless precision machine in pursuit of ultimate efficiency, Han Feng flawlessly executed this insane cycle.
Inside the stone house, everyone watched this scene in silence.
If they had been shocked by Han Feng before, now what they felt was a deep, visceral awe.
’This kind of masochistic Cultivation method...’
’Is he even human?’
’He’s a Cultivation monster in human skin!’
The minutes and seconds of the Gray Period ticked by.
In a corner of the stone house, the pile of ash from the burnt Spirit Coins grew ever higher.
In the expensive case, the supply of light-blue Potions dwindled, one vial after another.
Meanwhile, Han Feng’s Spiritual Strength was skyrocketing at a terrifying pace.
Three hundred...
Three hundred fifty...
Four hundred...
As he downed the eighteenth Potion, a faint glimmer of light appeared in the east. The Gray Period was about to end, and Han Feng’s Spiritual Strength finally reached an unimaginable critical point.
[Spiritual Strength: 499]
’Just one more point, and I’ll be able to cross that threshold.’
Han Feng exhaled a foul breath and activated the Refining Device once more.
