Chen Fan should have died long ago.
However, he had undergone a golden transformation after getting struck by lightning. The golden lightning had given him the Heaven Seizing Art and shattered and dissipated.
Unexpectedly, the golden light hadn’t dissipated; instead, it had fragmented into countless particles, concealing itself within Chen Fan.
This golden light had kept Chen Fan alive until now. Without it, he would have died before even leaping off the cliff.
Currently, his condition was dire, beyond comparison in its misery. He looked more like a heap of putrefied flesh than a human now.
Apart from his broken bones and meridians, one would notice that he didn’t have a patch of unscathed flesh.
He also had little to no blood; under ordinary circumstances, not even deities could rescue someone in such a state.
Yet, he currently lay submerged in the dragon blood pool. The mighty powers of a dragon’s blood were surging into him.
Suddenly, the sound of bones cracking rang out; his bones had become powder.
Chen Fan convulsed violently as the excruciating pain threatened to rouse him from his comatose state.
The power of the dragon blood continued to drill into Chen Fan.
It was as if his cells, once dry and withered, now had a feast, so they avidly absorbed the rejuvenating essence.
The husk that was once desiccated now seemed replete with vitality.
A terrifying strength seemed to awaken and thrive in the deepest part of his flesh and blood cells.
As vitality surged back into his flesh and blood, Chen Fan's emaciated form transformed remarkably, resembling a balloon inflating.
His complexion transitioned from a deathly pallor to a ghastly white, then a pale hue, ultimately reclaiming a robust, healthy pink.
Simultaneously, his bone-deep wounds and the injuries plaguing his internal organs visibly healed at an astonishing pace. The recovery was swift, akin to an old tree on the brink of demise being revitalized by a refreshing downpour, bursting forth with renewed vitality.
Within his consciousness, Chen Fan found himself amidst a boundless expanse.
This world pulsated with thunderous energy—mountains of thunder, seas of thunder, and various such palaces cascaded down, creating a surreal spectacle reminiscent of impending destruction.
Suddenly, a resounding roar echoed through the expanse.
An enormous dragon's head materialized, dwarfing even the mightiest mountains.
Its colossal body stretched indefinitely, wings extending to blot out the sun and sky. A ferocious windstorm tore through the space with a single flap of its wings, obliterating the descending thunder formations.
This was a Rain Dragon—the lord of the sky!
Currently, this rain dragon was undergoing a tribulation.
Towering thunder mountains of unknown height crashed down violently, wielding a terrifying force capable of annihilating the sun, moon, and stars.
Expansive thunder seas, stretching across countless miles, cascaded down, shrouding the entire world. Thunder rumbled endlessly like rain, threatening to destroy everything.
Divine thunder palaces, resembling celestial temples of the god of thunder, descended forcefully. The heavens trembled, and the space shattered, seemingly unable to withstand such divine might.
The terrifying thunder tribulation descended continuously, falling onto the Rain Dragon, trying to destroy it.
Despite the Rain Dragon’s boundless powers, it struggled against the world-ending tribulation. The lightning had struck it so many times that its scales had shattered.
Chen Fan saw a drop of this dragon’s blood fall. It disrupted the starry river, tore through the fabric of time and space, and eventually landed on the Tianwu Continent.
Afterward, the droplet of dragon's blood vanished into a spatial rift—Dragon Mountain Blessed Land.
This drop of dragon blood had fallen into the Dragon Mountain Blessed Land.
Chen Fan raised his head and looked up. He saw this blood drop descending toward him.
Chen Fan's consciousness exploded under the impact of the descending blood drop as if his soul were on the brink of being torn asunder.
Chen Fan roared furiously and suddenly jolted, sitting up.
Chen Fan surveyed his surroundings, realizing he was immersed in the dragon blood pool. He spent some time regaining his bearings.
“I... Dragon’s blood. Is this the drop of dragon blood from the Rain Dragon I saw?”
Chen Fan looked at the blood pool and muttered, “Rumors speak of a divine dragon's blood in the Dragon Mountain Blessed Land. I didn’t expect it to be true!”
“True or not, who cares? I've miraculously survived a catastrophic fall from the cliff, landing in this dragon blood pool. What an incredible stroke of luck!”
Chen Fan couldn’t help but burst out in laughter.
Chen Fan turned to look at Qin Yao. She had yet to awaken but was absorbing large amounts of the dragon blood’s powers.
He recalled Qin Yao leaping off the cliff after him; he was at a loss for words.
He didn’t expect Qin Yao to follow him and jump off the Scarlet Cliff.
“Senior Sister, I won’t ever disappoint you!” Chen Fan made a promise in his heart.
Although Chen Fan couldn't fathom the staggering cultivation level of the Rain Dragon, the thunderous tribulation indicated a realm beyond his comprehension.
The collapse of ages and space by a mere droplet of dragon blood was awe-inspiring.
The dragon blood, fierce and domineering, was rapidly transforming Chen Fan.
Once struck by lightning, Chen Fan had undergone a transformation bathed in a mysterious golden light, making him immensely strong.
Further fortified by the Myriad Elephants Divine Art, his physique soared to new heights.
Now, the dragon blood was transforming him again.
To put it in another way, he was being reforged.
The dragon blood circulated completely around Chen Fan’s meridians, removing all the impurities and blockages.
His meridians, expanding to twice their original size, became sturdier and wider, accommodating a greater flow of primeval qi.
If his meridians were once akin to a small stream, they now resembled a torrent during a flash flood.
Chen Fan’s bones that had been crushed to pieces had long since come back together. However, the dragon blood delved deeper, fortifying and hardening them. A subtle golden radiance emanated from the bones now.
The dragon blood transformed into countless thin threads, infiltrating every corner of his body, transforming it thoroughly.
This was the mighty power of dragon's blood, unrelenting and ruthless in its approach.
Now that Chen Fan had regained consciousness, he felt the indescribable pain of the transformation and couldn’t help but scream out loud.
However, the agony served as a poignant reminder of his helplessness against Wang Fuchen, even after consuming the Blood Ignition Pill. The pain transformed into motivation as he gritted his teeth and decided to endure.
This kind of pain was nothing!
This pain was inconsequential compared to the opportunity before him.
He had survived such a great disaster and got to reforge himself using dragon blood. How was he supposed to find Wang Fuchen for revenge if he couldn’t endure this little bit of pain to obtain this power?