A warm energy flow surged into Ron’s body.
The sensation was like drinking a cup of warm honey water, warming from his throat to his stomach, and then spreading to every corner of his body.
Inside Ron’s body, the warm energy flow entered his blood, coursing through his veins to every corner of his body.
Under the impetus of this energy, the two bloodlines within Ron—Chimera and Red Blood Flying Dragon—began to undergo marvelous changes.
Accompanied by waves of heat in his veins, he felt the Red Blood Flying Dragon Bloodline undergoing a kind of fundamental metamorphosis.
The previously somewhat disordered energy patterns became orderly, like chaotic strings retuned by a master, each perfectly tightened, emitting a harmonious sound.
The Red Blood Flying Dragon Bloodline became more pure, with energy fluctuations smoother and more powerful, yet easier to control.
Ron could feel the purity of his Red Blood Flying Dragon Bloodline suddenly rise to nearly 80%.
The once passive state dominated by bloodline power was no longer, replaced by a sense of complete control.
Moreover, this enhancement brought an unexpected surprise—the ability of the bloodline to self-optimize.
Prior to this improvement, he relied entirely on external intervention to enhance his bloodline purity.
But now, the bloodline itself seems to have gained a self-evolutionary capability, able to auto-refine over time.
Every breath or heartbeat filtered out tiny impurities as the blood flowed through his body, retaining and strengthening the pure parts. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel✦fire.net
This change was subtle yet continuous, like a river purifying itself, gradually becoming clear.
According to Ron’s rough calculations, even if he did nothing, this auto-refinement would increase his purity by about 1% per month.
That is to say, even if he lay in bed and slept for two years, the concentration of the Red Blood Flying Dragon bloodline would automatically reach the critical point for ascension.
And if he actively used methods like the "Bloodline Activation" skill for intervention, the process would be greatly shortened.
Meanwhile, the Chimera Bloodline also underwent a delightful evolution.
Previously, its main ability was to replicate and assimilate the bloodline traits of other creatures.
But now, this ability has been further enhanced—the replicated bloodline traits would auto-optimize and integrate with his own, significantly improving assimilation effects and utilization efficiency.
Simply put, replicating the same bloodline would now yield a purer, more powerful version with significantly reduced rejection reactions.
What once required meticulous fusion processes now became natural.
More valuably, the Chimera Bloodline now seems able to remember bloodline traits it has already integrated.
Upon integrating a similar bloodline next time, the effects would be doubled with half the effort, quickly achieving ideal results.
This improvement was nothing short of timely help for him at the moment.
"These enhancements... far exceed my expectations."
Ron felt the new energy flowing through his body, filled with both surprise and satisfaction.
The Bloodline Altar indeed lived up to its reputation as an opportunity coveted by even the elite students of the Crystal Tower for its significant strengthening effects.
No, perhaps it was simply because his clone slaughtered all the other clones and gathered all the strengthening effects into one, bringing such a remarkable enhancement.
As the new energy in his blood gradually stabilized, merging into his essence, becoming part of his strength.
Ron took a deep breath, feeling this new power, his lips curling upward unconsciously.
In another part of the depths of the Bloodline Altar, Lady Allen’s elegant and swift figure moved through the twisted crystal corridors.
Her eyes glinted sharply, her Spiritual Power extending outward like invisible tentacles, searching for potential dangers.
The effects of the "Seven-Colored Star Dew" were still ongoing, making her Magic Power as abundant as an ocean.
Her pink hair danced with a faint rainbow glow, her emerald eyes concealing stardust in their depths.
"This abyssal aura... is heavier than I imagined."
Lady Allen slightly frowned. From the moment she entered the altar through the Teleportation Gate, she sensed multiple strange energy fluctuations different from ordinary trials.
Some resembled the corrosive force of the abyss, others appeared more like some ancient and unfamiliar power, both intertwining to form a peculiar hybrid.
The most striking was a particularly potent energy source.
The coldest and deepest among all energy sources, hidden in a corner of the altar, like a venomous snake lying in wait.
"This energy source must be the ’Eye of the Abyss’ intruder that Valen mentioned."
Lady Allen judged in her heart, then changed direction, moving towards the source of the coldest aura.
Her figure wove through the crystal corridors, blending seamlessly with the shadows.
As the distance shortened, the cold aura became increasingly distinct.
Lady Allen could feel the malice and greed contained within.
And a feeling of aversion, like a forcefully assembled puzzle, each piece uncoordinated yet forced to fit together.
Finally, Lady Allen stopped before a black crystal archway.
The surface of the archway was carved with complex runes, each glowing ominously.
Beyond the archway was a circular space, surrounded by seven black crystal pillars, their tops burning with eerie purple flames.