The Blood Demon Holy King is dead.
Ying Yue killed him with a single finger.
Although he couldn't learn any information about the Saint King's Burial Ground from the Blood Demon Holy King, Ying Yue felt no regret. After five hundred million years of secluded cultivation, though he hadn't completely comprehended the Spatial Dao, his "Ancestral Dragon Saint Body" had reached a terrifying realm.
2990 Daos!
Yes, his "Ancestral Dragon Saint Body" had already fused with 2990 Daos, just 10 short of merging with 3000 complete Daos to cultivate a Dao Body.
By that time, he would be on par with the Chaos Dao Lord, so what's to fear about the Saint King's Burial Ground? Even now, Ying Yue had the confidence to venture into the Saint King Burial Ground!
"Fusing 2990 Daos, just how strong is my physical body? I don't even know. I only know it's very, very strong!"
"Compared to five hundred million years ago, I don't know how many times stronger I've become!"
