At the bottom of the blood pool, it was unclear whether the red liquid was blood or magma.
The scorching temperature and bloody smell made one's head dizzy.
A layer of brilliant golden light wrapped around Lu Feng's body. Having advanced to Titled Douluo, this blood pool naturally couldn't harm him, but he instinctively disliked this aura somewhat.
Looking at the huge bat body in front of him, Lu Feng couldn't help but sigh.
Its whole body was blood-red, with a body length exceeding thirty meters. Lu Feng guessed that if its wings were spread, the width would probably exceed fifty meters.
Most striking was that it had nine heads, one large and eight small.
The nine pairs of eyes were also blood-colored, the middle pair revealing a chilling aura.
Just a corpse had such oppression; when alive, it must have been a fierce beast dominating a region.
In terms of strength, it was absolutely not inferior to the Deep Abyss Spirit Dragon. Precisely because of this, it could suppress Tang Chen's spiritual power and occupy his body.
"Clang!"
Lu Feng swung the Asura Sword in his hand, stabbing towards the position of the Nine-Headed Bat King's dantian.
The next moment, the Asura Sword pierced through its body like cutting tofu.
The Nine-Headed Bat King's corpse actually shattered directly.
Golden-red liquid sprayed out, not merging with the blood pool but continuously contracting, finally turning into a fist-sized golden-red small ball.
"Got it!"
Joy appeared on Lu Feng's face, then he rushed directly out of the blood pool, returning to the castle.
He carefully examined the inner alchemy in his hand, a sudden impulse rising in his heart to swallow it into his belly.
This inner alchemy was transformed from the Bat King's cultivation, containing massive energy inside.
In the original work, the Ten-Headed Fierce Yang Serpent's inner alchemy was absorbed by Ma Hongjun, helping him directly condense his seventh soul ring. Lu Feng felt if he devoured this inner alchemy, his soul power would probably rise two levels consecutively.
"Rabbit, I suddenly don't want to save you anymore; what to do?" Lu Feng's expression seemed somewhat hesitant.
Whoosh, a flash of red light, and Xiao Wu's soul appeared beside Lu Feng.
"Stinky Lu Feng, you dare!" Xiao Wu put her hands on her hips, pouting her small mouth, eyes wide open.
A trace of cunning curled up at the corner of Lu Feng's mouth. "With this attitude of yours, it's hard for Brother Feng to act."
Hearing this, Xiao Wu cleared her throat and changed to a very coquettish voice. "Good Lu Feng, we are the closest comrades-in-arms; you can't abandon me."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu wanted to hold Lu Feng's hand but passed directly through his body.
"Urgh~"
Lu Feng covered his mouth and retched. "You'd better be normal, otherwise the one suffering is me."
"Hmph!" Seeing this, Xiao Wu snorted coldly, turning her head aside, acting like she was angry.
Lu Feng couldn't be bothered with her. With a flip of his right hand, a crystal-clear soul bone appeared in his hand.
It was exactly the hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit Right Arm Bone.
Seeing her own soul bone, Xiao Wu calmed down instantly, just silently looking at it.
Observing carefully, one could find that her eyes weren't joyful but revealed an undisguised coldness.
"Pity Tang Hao was killed by you; otherwise, Sister Xiao Wu would definitely skin him later." Xiao Wu clenched her fists and said viciously.
Tang Hao's identity was a Titled Douluo. Xiao Wu suspected that back then, Tang San also knew her true identity.
A six-year-old child insisting on becoming sworn siblings with her; probably just to keep her by his side. Wait until he cultivated to level ninety, then seize her soul ring and soul bone.
And when she prepared to leave Shrek Academy back then, Tang Hao acted immediately.
Although the soul ring was wasted, the hundred-thousand-year soul bone was also an invaluable treasure.
"Heh."
Xiao Wu suddenly chuckled lightly, shaking her head helplessly. "Recalling those days now, the more I think about it, the more I feel I was stupid at that time."
Lu Feng nodded. "Mhm, Rabbit, you were indeed quite stupid."
"Ah, damn it." Hearing this, Xiao Wu immediately swung her fist to smash Lu Feng's chest.
But she was in a soul state now; everything she did was futile.
After quite a while, the two stopped bickering.
Lu Feng's soul power surged, Mysterious Heaven Skill circulating in his body. A layer of pale golden soul power wrapped the inner alchemy, spinning constantly.
A stream of crystal red spread from the inner alchemy, spiraling onto Xiao Wu's soul bone. Red mist shrouded, crystal energy gradually gathering into a human shape and continuously becoming solid.
Xiao Wu's resurrection was divided into two steps; the first step was to condense her physical body.
In the original work, after Xiao Wu sacrificed, she not only retained her original body but also consumed an immortal herb to recover human form.
Now, with only a soul bone, the requirement for energy was higher. The Nine-Headed Bat King's inner alchemy happened to meet this condition.
"Moreover, the energy of this inner alchemy seems a bit too abundant." Lu Feng looked at the still ruddy inner alchemy and nodded secretly.
The inner alchemy energy of a fierce beast close to a million years old used to condense a human body was indeed somewhat overkill.
Gradually, a girl without a stitch of clothing appeared in front of Lu Feng. Fair skin, exquisite features, waterfall-like black hair almost hanging to her waist.
Lu Feng could even smell the elegant fragrance emanating from Xiao Wu.
The Nine-Headed Bat King's inner alchemy was more precious than any heavenly material and earthly treasure. Under its effect, Xiao Wu's body entered the mature stage directly.
That is to say, the current Xiao Wu was already a human woman.
However, Lu Feng turned a blind eye to the spring scenery in front of him, continuing to manipulate soul power to transport the inner alchemy's energy into Xiao Wu's body.
A transparent halo appeared above her head, the color gradually deepening.
Self-condensed soul ring.
In the Extreme North, Lu Feng used the Deep Abyss Spirit Dragon's energy to condense his own ninth soul ring.
After the Nine-Headed Bat King's inner alchemy energy helped Xiao Wu recover her physical body, quite a lot still remained.
Lu Feng had been a thrifty person since childhood, naturally disliking waste.
The soul ring above Xiao Wu's head gradually solidified. If outsiders were here, their jaws would probably drop directly. Because her first soul ring was deep black.
Next was the second ring.
"Huu~"
After about an hour, Lu Feng exhaled slowly.
Looking at Xiao Wu in front of him, his eyes were full of appreciation. That wasn't lust for the female body, but as if looking at a piece of art.
Perfect figure, lovable appearance.
Especially around her body, those six pitch-black soul rings.
If a Soul Master above Titled Douluo was here, they would be shocked to find that even her first soul ring's age had exceeded fifty thousand years.
"Don't look, don't look."
Xiao Wu's soul body floated in front of Lu Feng, opening her arms to block her 'self' behind her.
"Tch." Lu Feng snorted lightly.
"You haven't truly resurrected now, just recovered your body. Next, returning the soul to the body is the most important thing."
"Oh." Xiao Wu responded. "Stinky Lu Feng, do you have clothes? Put them on me quickly."
Lu Feng took out a set of his own clothes from his Soul Tool. In the process of dressing, some physical contact was inevitable, causing Xiao Wu to shout and scream again.
"Rabbit, have to say, your body smells so good." A bad smile curled up at the corner of Lu Feng's mouth.
"Stinky Lu Feng, you still say it!" Xiao Wu's face turned red visibly to the naked eye. If there was a crack in the ground now, she might have drilled directly into it.
"Hehe."
Lu Feng's massive soul power surged again. This time, he summoned the Asura Sword. Brilliant red light scattered in the air, and the moon in mid-air emitted dazzling divine light again.
Physical rebirth, such as limb regeneration, some powerful Healing System Soul Masters could do.
But true resurrection, only a god could achieve this point.