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The most important thing is that Qian Mo is terrified of pain—extremely terrified! He had only used the Blood Amplification Technique once, and the excruciating agony from his torn palm nearly drove him to madness. What he found most unbearable was that the Otherworldly Ink Pen had an insatiable appetite; he had to bleed excessively just to satisfy it! Consequently, he had to forcefully circulate his energy to accelerate blood flow, ensuring that the wound wouldn’t close on its own. The discomfort was indescribable.
Thus, Qian Mo had long sworn never to use the Blood Amplification Technique again! No matter how urgent the situation or how slowly the spell formed, he would let things take their course and refuse to force growth. And now, he found himself reconsidering...
Cursing under his breath, he controlled the blood cells as they merged into the Otherworldly Ink Pen. Soon, the pen, infused with Qian Mo's blood, began to turn a deep crimson, its color intensifying. The golden patterns on the jade brush started to radiate a brilliant red-gold light, echoing with the mournful roars of countless otherworldly beasts. This red was exceptionally pure; although Bamon's inner core was similar in color, it appeared murky in comparison and could not match the purity of the Golden Patterned Jade Brush.
Gripping the Otherworldly Ink Pen tightly, Qian Mo fought against the dizziness from significant blood loss and the lingering pain in his palm as he faced the light gate and began to sketch rapidly.
A character for "speed," glowing with blood and flecked with golden patterns, took shape before being forcefully hurled into the light gate. With the amplification from the Blood Amplification Technique, the power fluctuations brewing within the gate expanded at a terrifying speed.
Suddenly, darkness enveloped the sky, thick clouds rolled in, and thunder rumbled. The sounds of Beast Roar and bird calls that had filled this ancient Primeval Wilderness ceased entirely. No otherworldly beasts dared to fly within a radius of several dozen miles. It was as if everything trembled in fear of the terrifying presence that would soon emerge from the light gate.
Then came a chilling laughter that seemed almost eerie; it started faint and indistinct but gradually grew clearer and louder. It was impossible to tell whether it was laughter or weeping—only that it evoked a sense of dread and despair, as if one's very soul were being ensnared by its haunting melody.
Bai Xu and Bamon stared at the light gate in horror, both feeling an overwhelming sense of threat from whatever lay beyond.
Finally, just as Bai Xu was about to reach his breaking point and lose his last ounce of strength, the power fluctuations within stabilized completely. In that moment, they saw a massive beast's paw covered in black fur thrust through the light gate, holding it open. In an instant, its entire form emerged into this world—a terrifying creature standing about ten meters long and five meters tall. Its body resembled that of a giant bear but bore a striking resemblance to a Fierce Hound. The beast exuded an aura of savagery and terror; its ears were perked up, and though its eyes were tightly shut, this only amplified its menacing presence.
The strange laughter from before grew clearer still, sounding almost like a celebration for this ferocious beast's return to existence—or perhaps a lament for its arrival!
As soon as this giant beast appeared, it lunged straight for Bamon's uncontrollable inner core. With a simple opening of its mouth, it swiftly devoured it whole! The once-violent inner core lost all traces of energy.
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