Chapter 60: Pure Yang (Part 2)

  In ancient times, among the practitioners of Qi cultivation, there was a technique called "Building the Foundation". Building the foundation refers to the body's foundation. Only with a perfect body can one contain stronger powers; the stronger the foundation, the greater the benefits.

  Ye Han's goal was to use a giant dragon to forge the strongest body for himself.

  This is probably the strongest 'foundation' ever.

  It's not that there were no predecessors and no successors, but it's almost the same.

  As time passed, just half a cup of tea's time, the floating green dragon's heart in front of me, the oppressive feeling gradually dissipated, the frequency of the jumping on the surface also gradually weakened, and the activity was about to completely disappear...

  And this is also Ye Han's best chance.

  He suddenly opened his eyes, and two white lights burst forth from the depths of his pupils, two ferocious white silver masks' phantoms floating above his eyes.

  Then his body moved, a white halo appeared, dragging a long tail, a huge and strange silver-white mask with a ferocious face emerged from his chest.

  "Go."

  Ye Han let out a low growl from his mouth, and the huge, ferocious silver-white mask suddenly pounced towards the heart of the green dragon that was floating in mid-air...

  A flash of blood light, the white silver ferocious mask swallowed the entire huge heart, as if nothing had changed, only from those eyes, slowly flowed down two rows of crimson tears, looking extremely terrifying. Then there was a strange whistle, the ferocious white silver mask burst out with white and red light, piercing through Ye Han's chest.

  Just then, a loud "bang" sound of flesh bursting open was heard, and Ye Han let out a muffled groan. On his bare upper body, it seemed that some kind of terrifying power was swelling up, the smooth skin splitting open with gashes of blood, seeping out bloody marks.

  However, immediately afterwards, a strange green smoke like the breath of a green dragon wrapped around Ye Han's body and rotated in a circle. The skin on his upper body, which was originally torn and bleeding, healed at a visible speed to the naked eye, then cracked open again, and then healed again, and the skin burst open again...

  "Hoo!" The indoor storm raged, rolling up countless white mist, enveloping him entirely. The arrays on the walls of the four directions and six surfaces all went crazy, the lotus petal-like array patterns blooming one after another, the crystal stones piled up in the corners of the room disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, their energy exhausted, turning into clusters of white particles.

  Endless energy frantically converged into that white mist, as if being absorbed by a massive black hole...

  It was unclear how much time had passed, whether it was three or four hours, when suddenly the white mist began to churn violently, and a low, rumbling dragon's roar could be heard faintly. The white mist burst open in an instant, and the entire secret chamber began to shake violently.

  A figure with cow horns walked out, the upper body was bare and had a thick layer of black scabs on his skin, looking as if he had been completely charred.

  He furrowed his brow, and his body shook slightly, and a series of "cracking" sounds could be heard. The black scabs on his body cracked open, peeled off, revealing the delicate and smooth skin inside, like white porcelain. Even a newborn baby couldn't compare to this. He walked out step by step, and with each step, the dark red blood scabs on his body fell off a little more. By the time he took nine steps, his upper body was revealed, with skin as white as jade, containing an extraordinary luster that seemed soft but was actually extremely tough, making ordinary swords and knives unable to harm him.

  The two cow horns on his head were no longer the same as before, enlarged by about three centimeters, winding and twisting, pointing angrily at the sky. The originally inconspicuous gray-brown color had a hint of cyan, making it look even more majestic. As he moved, a faintly terrifying aura seemed to emanate from him, like a dragon's might. Although he still looked weak for the time being, the oppressive feeling was as if it were tangible, lingering around his body within a three-foot radius, persisting for a long time.

  It was as if right in front of him, within a three-foot radius, was his absolute domain.

  Ye Han continued to walk forward, the black and red scabs on his body shedding off like old skin, revealing new, flawless white porcelain-like skin underneath!

  Finally, when the scabs all over his body had completely fallen off, a mighty column of red gas suddenly shot up into the sky, burning fiercely in the void like a huge red flame, emitting a scorching aura. But it was absolutely not flames, but rather churning "qi and blood", only because the qi and blood inside his body had reached an extreme point, to the extent that even his skin could no longer contain them, did they manifest outwardly in the void.

  Ye Han excitedly clenched his fists, feeling the blood in his body surging like a boiling pot, and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  "Qi and blood like a pillar, boiling blood, this is... pure yang!"

  Pure Yang, that is to say the purest masculine energy, a master of internal martial arts, with a strong physique and abundant vital energy, can intimidate evil spirits, unclean things dare not approach.

  In ancient times of war and chaos, on the battlefield, there were some fierce generals with extraordinary bravery and vigor. With one loud shout, they could intimidate the enemy general to the point of being frightened out of their wits. For example, Zhang Fei's thunderous roar at Changban Slope was so powerful that it caused Xiahou Jie's liver and gallbladder to burst, leading to his death. Tang Taizong Li Shimin ordered Qin Qiong and Wei Zhengguo, two great generals, to guard the gate, and no evil spirits or wicked people dared to enter. This was because these martial artists had abundant energy and blood, with a strong yang energy that repelled external evils. In the Republican era, there were still some great masters of martial arts, such as Shui Jingyun, who would run outside in the cold winter wearing only a thin single layer of clothing, with a rosy complexion and rising hot air. This was also due to their energy and blood having reached a certain level. However, after years of war, industrial pollution, deforestation, and the dispersal of the earth's original energy, such feats have become legendary in the late martial era.

  Pure Yang is like a boiling pot of blood and energy, already flourishing to an unimaginable degree. Just like Shakyamuni Buddha could eat an entire elephant in one meal, his digestive system was incredibly strong, with boundless power, able to throw stones and elephants alike. Ye Han himself was a Kaito Ox-Headed Man, with blood and energy five or six times stronger than ordinary humans. Because he practiced the internal fist method of Bao Dan Xiantian, his blood and energy were more than ten times stronger than that of an average "Kaito" Ox-Headed Man. Now, it's as if a giant dragon has been stuffed into the body of an ox-headed man, with blood and energy flourishing to an unimaginable degree.

  Pure yang like blood, energy and blood like fire!

  The external genitalia is not invaded, and evil will not enter...

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