The method to fuse with the level eleven Blood Slaughter is quite simple.

That is to refine it through blood sacrifice and resonate with it.

Lu Yuan took out a dagger, wanting to cut open his palm.

But soon he was feeling helpless.

The dagger was from home, capable of slicing fruits and vegetables without any problem.

Yet, upon attempting to cut his palm, it produced the sound of metal striking metal, and the blade dented.

There was no way, his physique was too strong, and his skin was like steel, not even bullets could penetrate it.

Let alone a mere dagger—it would surely break if forced further.

Involuntarily.

Lu Yuan's gaze landed on the Daluo Sword Embryo.

This sword embryo, still black, yet its surface flowed with brilliant rays of light, upon closer inspection, there were strange, inexplicable patterns.

The Daluo Sword Embryo belongs to something from beyond the heavens, and he didn't even know what material it was made of.

This sword embryo has two advantages.

Firstly, its sharpness is unparalleled; once refined, it can be integrated into the body, mind linked, transforming at will.

Secondly, the sword embryo has growth potential, meaning it can merge with any special Divine Gold, then evolve, becoming even more powerful.

In simple terms, it's similar to growable level weapons in a game.

It can continuously grow alongside its master.

Otherwise.

Back then, Lu Yuan wouldn't have waited ten days at the farm for it.

"Forget it, I'll refine the Daluo Sword Embryo first," Lu Yuan said helplessly, blaming only his own strength.

No matter, after all, there is plenty of time, and external affairs are temporarily unimportant.

Immediately, he picked up the Daluo Sword Embryo.

The touch was slightly cool.

A bit weighty.

The method of refinement is also simple, using one's own blood.

Being a divine artifact from beyond, the Daluo Sword Embryo effortlessly sliced open the skin.

The next moment, blood surged in.

Glows emerged from the sword embryo, distinct from others, each was sword-shaped, and as those sword glows hit the ground, the stone floor was instantly sliced apart like tofu—the sheer strength of the mere descending sword glows was profound!

Indeed, this was another formidable power of the Daluo Sword Embryo, Daluo Sword Qi.

But Lu Yuan wasn't focused on these, instead, he delved his thoughts into the sword embryo.

Swish~

In an instant.

The Daluo Sword Embryo vanished into thin air.

Yet quickly, as Lu Yuan's heart stirred.

Beside him, sword glows emerged, converging into a sword over three feet long, entirely black, with golden patterns engraved, mysterious and mighty.

This was a transformation by his will; in his hand, its length and weight were just right.

"Good."

Lu Yuan perceived it.

Even the initial sword embryo, paired with his current self, was more than sufficient.

In the future, as it grows stronger and is fed Divine Gold and steel, it will continue to grow without needing replacement.

Clearing his thoughts, aware he must proceed to the next step—to fuse with the level eleven Blood Slaughter.

Checking the time amidst it.

Another half month had passed.

The outside chaos was unknown.

Shaking his head, no longer caring.

Lu Yuan used the Daluo Sword Embryo, once more drawing blood, letting it drop onto the level eleven Blood Slaughter.

Buzz buzz buzz.

The Blood Slaughter trembled, emitting rays of blood light.

Yet these blood lights appeared immensely sacred, devoid of any strange aura.

As if stained by relics left by an enlightened Buddha.

And as time flowed.

The blood light began to resonate with his body, marking the onset of fusion.

"Fusing with the level eleven Blood Slaughter requires some time."

"The process demands concentration."

Lu Yuan thought, then with a slight motion of intent.

The next moment, the level eleven Blood Slaughter embedded into his chest.

Thump thump thump!

Thump thump thump!

At that moment, his heart pounded fiercely like a war drum, powerful and resonant.

And as the Blood Slaughter entered his body, it spontaneously transformed into eleven beams of different colors, directly entering his internal organs.

Sizzle sizzle~

At this time, Lu Yuan's entire body emitted countless blood glows, like becoming a blood man.

Fresh blood seeped from pores, appearing somewhat terrifying.

He knew it was since his internal organs weren't strong enough.

Seeking to bear the power of the level eleven Blood Slaughter.

The process would be quite painful.

However, for Lu Yuan, having struggled at the bottom for ten years in his previous life, this little bit of pain meant nothing.

Thus, with focus and exclusion of all distractions, he allowed himself to adeptly acclimate.

The fusion process was somewhat lengthy.

Not as smooth as with the Ancient Bodhi Tree, red blood seeping through, staining his clothes and flowing on the ground.

As time progressed, blood continued to emerge, yet meticulously observed, it seemed the blood seeping from Lu Yuan carried a faint golden tint, extraordinarily sacred.

Legend has it, when monks reach a certain realm, nearing the Arhat stage, their blood turns golden.

And now Lu Yuan, aided by the level eleven Blood Slaughter.

Was persistently evolving in that direction.

Once completed.

His physique will be endowed with the power of the Blood Slaughter, undergoing an unprecedented transformation.

Indeed.

As Lu Yuan endured the fusion's pain, his physique continuously strengthened, days passed, one after another.

As for the world's upheavals, they were utterly irrelevant to him.

Meanwhile.

Elsewhere, at a farm in Wuzhou's suburbs.

The former owner, Boss Zhang, stood trembling within his villa, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Recently, changes across locations disrupted his decades-long understanding of the world, the earth elongated, mountains and rivers shifted, beasts and birds mutated, scarier yet, a group of people acquired godlike powers, spewing water and fire, akin to immortals.

Almost everyone was impacted, saying a new era had arrived; countless ambitious individuals reveling.

Yet for someone like Boss Zhang, such matters were entirely different.

Morals were desecrated, laws rendered null.

Even money in hand became waste paper.

Only in this chaotic era, living cautiously, else one inadvertently provoke those awakened beings, leading directly to no remains.

Indeed, after a period of evolution, those acquiring extraordinary power and evolving were collectively termed the Awakened.

Previously, Boss Zhang had only seen such figures on news and television.

But today differed.

He was sought out by an Awakened.

At the moment, he perspired, glancing toward the villa.

The villa was ransacked, chairs demolished.

Within.

Shadows of individuals in battle attire flickered, a total of seven, tall with each carrying guns.

There was a distinctive emblem on their sleeves, vaguely visible, four characters discernible.

Longevity Gene!

"Captain, found nothing," one person spoke.

"Understood."

The leading captain nodded, then turned, step by step approaching Boss Zhang.

Fully armed, revealing only a pair of eyes, which astonishingly were emerald, exuding disorder and bloodlust.

As this person neared, with a calm tone, condescendingly, akin to viewing an ant, coldly said: "I'll give you only one chance, who is that Lu person, where does he live? What identity does he hold?"

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