Chapter 2246: The Uncomfortable Ao Feng

The more pure soul power contained within the light membrane he absorbed, the more Zhang Xuan's soul body grew, and the stronger his control over his soul became.

Soon, he reached saturation again.

However, that was not a problem. With a thought, the absorbed power entered the body of his clone, making its soul stronger and stronger.

Before long, all absorbable power was exhausted.

Looking up, he saw Ao Feng floating in the air like a dead dragon, covered in blood, as if all the power within his body had been completely drained.

He no longer had the might of a titled God King.

"I have some pills to restore physical strength. Take one!" Seeing this, Zhang Xuan paused, flicked his finger, and a pill flew up.

If this guy really fainted, he would not be able to absorb the scattered soul power in peace.

Having absorbed so much just now, he should repay the favor.

"My injuries are too severe; ordinary pills are useless to me..."

Seeing the other party offer a pill, Ao Feng gave a bitter smile.

Even supreme-grade Divine Origin Pills were of little use to him, let alone some low-grade medicines.

His injuries were too severe; only purer bloodlines would be effective.

"Just try eating it!" Zhang Xuan said with a slight smile.

Although this pill of his was an ordinary top-grade Divine Origin Pill, it contained his Heaven's Indifference True Energy and some blood from the little yellow chick; ordinary injuries were nothing to it.

Seeing his insistence and recalling how he had walked over from afar with ease, Ao Feng opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.

As the pill entered his throat, a surge of heat immediately flowed through his entire body, and his severe injuries began to heal in an instant.

"This..." His pupils contracted, and Ao Feng trembled uncontrollably.

The effect of this pill was already comparable to an Emperor Lord's medicine!

Who on earth... casually gave away such a precious pill?

Looking down, he immediately saw the other staring back with a longing expression: "Keep chopping..."

"..." Ao Feng's mouth twitched, his brows jumping.

All gratitude in his heart vanished without a trace.

You're treating me like a laborer...

Turning his head to glance back, he saw that many of the divine kings brought in were already injured and barely holding on. Knowing this was not the time to dwell on such matters, he gritted his teeth again and struck down fiercely with his hoof-claws.

Crack! Crack!

The light membrane shook, and streams of power cascaded down, absorbed by the other.

After absorbing for a while, Zhang Xuan frowned again.

His clone had not comprehended the Heaven's Grace technique nor obtained the Nine Heavens Enfeoffment, so its soul power demand was greater. Initially, the power accumulated from Ao Feng's prolonged chopping was ample, and absorption felt effortless. But now, with simultaneous chopping and absorbing, the soul power speed felt too slow.

In cultivation, fast and slow are two different concepts. Sometimes, when breaking through a realm, being too slow is as good as having no effect at all.

"Why must I wait for it to be chopped down before absorbing? Can't I just absorb this membrane directly?"

Seeing Ao Feng in the sky, exhausted with his tongue hanging out and saliva flying, unlikely to increase his speed, Zhang Xuan shook his head and looked at the cocoon-like membrane before him.

Absorbing after it was chopped down was easier, but given the other's state, the chopping speed could no longer keep up with absorption. A change had to be made.

If he had known the other was so unreliable, he wouldn't have given him the pill.

A waste of one pill.

It seemed even a titled divine king wasn't as formidable as imagined!

Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan pressed his palm against the membrane, focused his mind, and absorbed frantically, only to find the membrane too hard to absorb at all.

"No wonder this guy couldn't break it—this membrane is indeed terrifying..."

He punched it, and the force rippling out was no greater than Ao Feng's strikes in the air, instead numbing his arm. Zhang Xuan couldn't help but shake his head.

The membrane, formed from the purest essence of countless plant spirits, was indeed more terrifying than imagined.

Although his true qi had not reached the peak of a king, and he had not used his soul power, after tempering in the Undying Lava Pool, his mere physical body was stronger than that of an ordinary peak king. Such formidable force was actually repelled, causing his hand to ache. It seemed that only an emperor could quickly break through the membrane before him.

"Let me try a weapon..."

When his fist failed, Zhang Xuan twisted his wrist, and the Chixiao Sword given by the emperor of the Sword God Heaven appeared in his palm.

Whoosh!

The tree desires stillness, but the wind will not cease; the child wishes to care for his parents, but they are no longer there.

He executed the Wind Never Ceases Sword Art.

Pfft!

The membrane before him could not hold for a moment; it tore open a large hole, and he stumbled forward, already inside the film.

"This..."

Zhang Xuan blinked.

Earlier, his fist could not inflict serious damage on the membrane no matter what. He had thought that even with a sword, it would take a long time. He never dreamed it would be so easy to cut a large gash in the membrane...

If he had known it was this simple, he wouldn't have wasted time outside.

While shocked, he also wondered what level of treasure this Chixiao Sword was—it was far too sharp!

"Hmm, absorbing from inside is indeed much more convenient than from outside..."

He put the sword back into his ring and began absorbing again. Sure enough, he felt a surge of mighty soul power rolling in, flooding into his body.

From outside, no matter how he tried, he couldn't absorb it, but inside, the power was abundant, and absorption came naturally.

The clone in his storage ring rapidly absorbed this power, its cultivation growing higher and stronger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

While he absorbed, Ao Feng outside continued his frenzied attacks, dragon blood dripping from his fingernails. Just as he felt hopeless about opening the membrane, he saw the young man had somehow slipped inside and stood motionless.

Ao Feng staggered, feeling a sweetness in his throat, nearly vomiting blood again.

Brother, when did you get in?

Why didn't you call me?

I've been foolishly hacking away outside, and you... didn't you see?

This isn't fair...

It's like I'm desperately swatting mosquitoes, and you've run into the mosquito net, crossed your legs, and are sipping a drink...

We're both divine kings—how are you so exceptional?

He swayed over to the young man, found the torn part of the membrane, and charged... got stuck!

After struggling for a while, he turned into human form and finally squeezed in.

"The spiritual liquid, I'm finally going to get it..."

Ignoring the young man sitting nearby absorbing power, Ao Feng could no longer restrain himself and rushed straight toward the Earth Treasury Spiritual Liquid before him.

With a light grab, he held it in his palm.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Feeling the abundant spiritual energy within, Ao Feng trembled with excitement. Just as he was about to find a container to store it and put it into his ring, he suddenly frowned.

This spiritual liquid...

Why does it look much smaller?

When he saw it before, it was about the size of an adult fist. Now... it was only as big as a ping-pong ball?

Full of doubt, he then saw the spiritual liquid shrink another size, to that of a grape, then a large green bean...

His scalp nearly exploded; Ao Feng was frantic.

If it were fist-sized, presenting it to the emperor would make him overjoyed. Presenting something this small—was that a slap in the face?

It was simply unworthy of offering...