Chapter 156: Dragon Blood Development (Subscription Requested)

Even though Baitang Jing tried his best to evade, the sharp and glowing dorsal fins on the tail whip still traced a path from his lower left abdomen to his right shoulder.

They left behind a gruesome, high-heat cutting scar.

It was deep and long.

The stench of blood surged right up to his throat, and his breathing instantly became erratic.

"My ribs are broken, and my lungs are damaged."

Amidst the pain, which felt like a glowing iron rod had been thrust into his chest,

amidst the sudden twist of events just a step away from concluding the battle and determining victory,

Baitang Jing's expression remained as calm as ice.

Julius's four-meter-long tail burst forth from the ground.

Accompanied by a humming electromagnetic pulse, a dreamlike plasma-blue light originated from the dorsal fins at the tip of the tail.

It climbed upward, segment by segment.

And the bones and joints shattered by his Resonance Fist—

as the blue light ascended the body, at every single point it touched, they immediately straightened and healed amidst sharp, cracking snaps!

Julius chuckled wildly, twitching as he dragged himself up from the ground, swaying unsteadily.

It would still take a moment for the blue light to crawl from the tip of his tail up to his upper body.

Yet, those yellowish, bestial pupils flashed with a cruel light, locked unblinkingly onto Baitang Jing.

"Truly astonishing. Is that abnormal sharpness of the spikes on your body derived from this as well? Titan energy? Is this the next stage of behemoth power?"

Baitang Jing's expression remained unchanged, but his hands trembled uncontrollably.

He felt no fear, yet the slash from the tail whip had damaged the nerves in his arm.

Furthermore, due to the energy erosion from the dorsal fins, the wound was healing very slowly.

Without a moment of hesitation, his trembling hand formed a tiger claw, and as dragon-blood internal energy surged, he directly dug his fingers into the flesh of the wound!

Then, amidst a teeth-gritting sound of tearing and a spray of fresh blood, he forcefully ripped away that deep, long scar along with a long strip of flesh, shattered bone, and fragments of internal organs.

He tore off no less than ten kilograms of flesh from his own body.

Through Baitang Jing's chest and abdomen, his writhing internal organs and intestines were now directly visible.

The dragon-blood internal energy stimulated the Godzilla blood within him, rapidly repairing the damage to his chest and lower abdomen.

Once the erosion of the alien energy was purged, the rapid regeneration of flesh and blood even allowed Baitang Jing to hear a rustling sound of tissues weaving together inside his ears.

This sound was accompanied by incomparable, excruciating pain, numbness, and itching.

Even if a terminally ill patient were told they would be instantly cured just by enduring this suffering, they would likely wish to die this very second to escape it.

Yet from beginning to end, this man did not show the slightest flicker in his gaze, nor did he look away from Julius for even a fraction.

"Plop."

The chunk of flesh was discarded onto the ground.

Opposite him, Julius had already managed to steady his footing.

Although skin had not yet had time to grow back over Baitang Jing's chest and lower abdomen,

his nerves and the majority of his muscles had already regenerated.

At the very least, his arm would no longer tremble.

Baitang Jing flexed his blood-stained palm and nodded with satisfaction.

"You aren't about to spit out an Atomic Breath in the next second, are you, Julius?"

"It certainly looks terrifying."

Faced with the teenager's deadpan, expressionless sarcastic remark, the monster let out a bizarre scream that was part roar and part laughter.

"Roar-roar-roar! No, I can feel that my body hasn't grown to that point yet; that is something achievable only in the next stage."

"Even so, this is more than enough..."

As Julius spoke, his spine glowing with fluorescent blue light, saliva dripped from the corners of his split mouth.

Then, he abruptly charged forward!

"Let me devour you!"

Watching the monster lunging forward in an instant, Baitang Jing's gaze remained utterly steady.

The teenager was far from unfamiliar with Julius's state.

Back when the two Godzillas battled, he had absorbed a massive amount of thermal energy from the Tokyo Godzilla and converted it into spiritual qi.

That immense energy had nearly burst his spiritual qi reserves, forcing his dragon-blood internal energy into a state resembling an "overload."

In doing so, it had inadvertently stimulated the Godzilla blood within him.

His physical capabilities had skyrocketed, temporarily causing his fingertips and pupils to emit a dazzling purple radiance.

A mere gentle touch of that purple radiance had been enough to leave black scorching marks on the skin of the orthodox Godzilla.

And that was the skin of an orthodox Godzilla capable of taking a B-2 bomber head-on without leaving a single trace!

Of course, the consequence of that "overload" was that the turbulent dragon-blood internal energy inside him left him feeling like a feverish patient—stiff, weak, yet overly excited all at once.

That aftermath had lingered for several days the last time.

Yet Julius's current display sparked a sudden realization in the teenager's mind.

Perhaps that special state wasn't an "overload" of the dragon-blood internal energy, but rather an "advanced evolution" of the Godzilla blood?

Unlike the powerhouses of this world who integrated Titan behemoth genes into themselves,

the Dragon Blood Secret Art of the Immortal-Demon pugilistic world tended to treat "dragon blood" purely as a "martial arts acceleration booster" or a "combat tool."

Practitioners did not deliberately pursue the evolution of "dragon blood" within their bodies to shift their life form closer to that of a "dragon."

After all, they were human cultivators whose foundation lay in internal energy.

The reason Baitang Jing's cultivation so closely resembled the enhanced beings of this world was simply because he lacked an actual internal energy cultivation manual.

In other words, a Martial Art.

This was a major flaw in his combat system.

Dimensional Salvage relied entirely on luck. As for the knowledge reserves required to create his own Martial Art... the only "internal energy-related knowledge" he had ever laid eyes on was the Dragon Blood Secret Art.

There was simply no way for him to make up for this deficiency.

However, Julius's performance inspired an idea within him.

What would happen if he pursued the paths of both worlds simultaneously?

If he could not patch his weaknesses for now, he would simply adopt the strengths of both!

The grand Dao lay right beneath his feet; if he took the impending monster calamities of the future as his hypothetical enemy, how could there be any room for timidity and hesitation?

"Crack, crack—"

An abrupt freezing sound echoed around Baitang Jing.

The atmospheric pressure differential caused by the drastic temperature shift whipped up a violent gale out of thin air around the teenager.

Heat transformed into spiritual qi, which was absorbed entirely by the teenager.

Julius was driven mad, but he was not an idiot.

He immediately halted his advance and even retreated a hundred meters.

Based on his perception, until a behemoth's power reached the same level as his own, even the energy originating from Titans could not be manifested.

At best, one's physique would merely be strong and tough.

Yet this "freak" before him, despite his body still being weak enough to be in only the second stage, was able to conjure gale-force winds out of nothing.

This defied all logic!

Baitang Jing had no mind to care about Julius's thoughts at the moment.

Inside his body flowed the blood of two Titans: the orthodox Godzilla and the Tokyo Godzilla.

Among them, the energy system of the orthodox Godzilla required the absorption of radiation.

It belonged to a passive-type category.

Yet given the circumstances of his current duel with Julius, there was no room for "passive-type" growth.

The dragon-blood internal energy surged through his meridians, locking onto a cluster of purple-fluorescent blood within his body.

Then, it abruptly seeped into it, driving it into action!

Right at the center of Baitang Jing's bloody chest, over his heart, a highly penetrating purple radiance—seemingly emanating from deep within his organs—

shone outward, piercing straight through his bones and flesh.

A wave of refreshing warmth instantly washed over Julius's body.

It felt like a starving man finally beginning to feast.

Radiation.

He instantly recognized what this sensation was.

Yet immediately afterward, the radiation appeared for merely a fraction of a second before vanishing without a trace.

Those yellowish, venomous bestial pupils could not help but fixate once more upon Baitang Jing, who was now wreathed in miraculous phenomena.