With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 642 - 557: Molten Fist Intent, Legacy of the Demonized One!

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Chapter 642: Chapter 557: Molten Fist Intent, Legacy of the Demonized One!

"Even if I can’t go next time, I should still get a share, otherwise it’s unreasonable!"

"...You’re right, let’s hurry and leave."

Meng Chuan was unconcerned about this, as he had things he could use later that could be exchanged.

After all, they were a team, and monopolizing was not advisable.

...

Time passed swiftly.

Inside the Demon Nest, there’s no distinction between day and night; Meng Chuan observed the changing colors of the Fiery Sun Heaven several times.

By estimation, five days had passed.

They had just uncovered another Great Demon’s old lair, a few people sat down to adjust their breath and took the opportunity to divide the loot.

Meng Chuan was not in a hurry; he sat cross-legged and began introspecting himself.

His perception sank, his gaze fell upon his muscles and bones.

A full five days passed.

The Dragon Demon had already digested the True Spirit of the Flame Giant that had been fed to it earlier.

In his view, thousands of sparks entwined between muscles and bones.

So deeply wound that even every bone seam was glowing, emitting crimson streams of light.

The immense and pure Fire Essence clung to muscles and bones, with a soul-stirring warm texture, completely wrapping without omission.

The dragon of Meng Chuan’s spine crackled rampantly, while the residual soul of the Flame Giant shrieked and collided within the cavity.

He then channeled a breath of Heart Fire, enveloping the muscles and bones, spawning rolling heat waves.

He began refining.

For a moment, the scorching energy broke from the control of flesh, the residual soul of the Flame Giant on the bones erupted, with a feeling of penetrating out.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan remained calm.

His chest slightly glowed, a membrane spread out, then completely transformed into a film-like substance that enveloped the muscles and bones.

Simultaneously, pores suddenly closed, ensuring no wastage of heat.

Once everything was prepared, only then did Meng Chuan have the space to speak:

"Four mentors, please rest for a moment while I make a breakthrough."

"??"

"What breakthrough are you making?"

Meng Chuan had no time to answer them, he was fully channeling his Heart Fire to hasten the refining of the Flame Giant’s essence.

The Heart Fire was like a cauldron, liver wood added as fuel.

The boiling kidney water accelerated the refining of essence!

The bone segments exploded like thunder, numerous tiny gold-tinted red dots blossoming throughout, eager to burst from the flesh.

Were it not for the control of the flesh flowers, much essence energy might have been wasted, returning to the world of the Demon Nest.

However, this lasted less than half a quarter of an hour.

Suddenly, Meng Chuan’s pores burst forth with intermingled gold-red flame streams.

The next instant, he reabsorbed them entirely, refining once again.

It was not the camp of flesh that fell but the necessity for a second refinement.

Each refining thoroughly purged essence energy over the muscles and bones, vigorously overflowing, promoting hardening.

Acting on the entire body, it reinforced the physical strength time and again, until it was thoroughly exhausted.

The four monks were dividing the loot, witnessing the emerging anomalies around Meng Chuan.

For a moment, they exchanged glances, speechless.

Luhai took away his portion.

Securing it, he stepped forward to stand guard beside Meng Chuan.

"Amitabha—Donor Meng has cared for this poor monk quite a lot, it’s only right."

Drawing closer, he also perceived Meng Chuan’s incredible transformation, specific in its manifestation.

For ordinary Martial Arts family members seeking to enhance their strength, they would usually pursue either Qi Blood or body refining.

What Meng Chuan was doing at this moment was neither.

The former lacked a scene of exchanging essence energy;

The latter did not have the appearance of stimulating acupoints either.

Thus, it was clear that Meng Chuan had some extraordinary fortune, triggering a qualitative change at this time of incremental transformation.

Luhai also had his own fortune, being highly blessed, yet compared with Meng Chuan, through these days’ observations.

The truth was, he was a dwarf compared to a grand master...

...

Shortly after, around Meng Chuan, billows of solidified fire flow gradually rose three feet high.

Impurities were expelled through pores, burned into scattered fragments of blackened charcoal.

Then they fell to the ground, shattering into black powder.

An overwhelming tide of essence surged, wave after wave scouring the muscles and bones, grand and vast.

Thud, thud-thud, thud-thud-thud!

Suddenly, a storm rose with heartbeat sounds equally startling in intensity.

Completely digesting the essence provided by the Flame Giant, Meng Chuan astonishingly discovered that his Heart Fire seemed to undergo some mutation.

With each heartbeat, magma-like blazing energy pumped from his chest.

His Heart Fire, smoothly channeling, felt akin to adhesive magma.

It flowed through meridians, extruded to the surface, while his hands gripped two volcanic mountains ready to erupt.

Opening his hands, a bleeding mouth of boiling magma emerged in his palms, wisps of black smoke spun, drifting into the sky.

With a fierce grip, the blazing beneath his skin exploded instantly!

With even greater strength, Meng Chuan raised his hands.

Gazing at his fists, with an expression of astonishment.

His fists expanded outward a large circle, swirling currents of crimson-gold magma clusters, sticky lava flowing undulating down his arms.

Dripping onto the rocky ground, it burnt out blackened depressions instantly.

Channeling his Heart Fire, he invoked Fiery Sun Heaven’s mighty support, ultimately solidifying it into fist intent.

This Fire Attribute fist intent, had already transformed.

Specifically speaking, it had become "Lava Fist Intent"...

Thrusting his fist forward, the entire arm was enveloped in flowing magma.

Numerous Fire Attribute qi converged into dark red rock blocks, coalescing into a terrifying magma giant pillar!

Tentatively swinging towards the distance, unprecedented power coursed through his body.

The surge of Fire Attribute qi, as if a small volcano erupted, pure violence roared through the veins, dark red terrifying flames swept across the heavens!

Meng Chuan restrained everything, casting a glance at the hefty monk peeking at him.

This punch could indeed kill him...

He introspected his own body again, inspecting what changes occurred in his heart resulting in such blazing vigor.

A moment later, he smiled knowingly, fully comprehending.

No need for words to express strength!

The True Spirit of the Flame Giant had thoroughly guided his years of accumulation, the Fire Attribute essence-turned muscles and bones triggered a qualitative change.