Chapter 46 - Chapter 46. The pinnacle of the god of war.

After expending so much effort, he had finally obtained this ancient willow heart. Wong, he disregarded the four pitifully withered willows nearby. Stowing the fist-sized heart into his combat backpack before nonchalantly departing the chaotic scene. As for the severed willow branches, with the astonishing vitality of nature's spirits, they would swiftly regrow, requiring no concern from Wongi. Radiant with joy, Wong he soared back from the misty island to the shore. Having amassed a considerable bounty, not only had he acquired a seedling of the Mayun vine, but also a total of 11 nature spirits, including the ancient willow heart. Remarkably, he had left the island in scathe without alarming the Mayune vines. Truly a stroke of fortune. Whether Luo foam would arrive on the island next August, and if he could obtain another willow heart upon his arrival would ultimately hinge on his luck. Amidst the wilds adorned with lush vegetation, a figure darted into view. Ah, there lies a mountain range ahead. That will do. Wongi squinted. The desolate and treacherous mountains with their sheer cliffs were seldom frequented by beasts. Like a nimble monkey, Wong he scaled the mountain side, directly manipulating his flying daggers to carve out a cavern deep enough for a person to enter. Approximately 4 to 5 m in depth. He then used rubble to block the entrance, leaving only a subtle gap for ventilation. That should suffice. Wong amused, unconcerned about the dirt, as he settled into a cross-legged position at the tunnel's end. He opened his backpack, retrieving the ancient willow heart, to examine it closely. It was an oval crystal, roughly the size of a fist, with a flowing green hue intermingled with flexcks of gold. Merely gazing at it was enough to stir one's spirit. The ancient willow heart was known for its ability to enhance cellular vitality and improve physical prowess. Wong, he felt a surge of excitement. After all, the original narrative depicted Luo Fong ascending from a low tier god of war to a mid-tier or even a high tier god of war by utilizing a millennial willow heart. The effects of the ancient version would surely be even more formidable. Yet, he surmised that it might not propel him directly past the threshold of the god of war. Such a breakthrough demanded more than just physical enhancement. Nevertheless, for Wong, even a slight improvement would be worth the expenditure. With a swift thought, he crushed the fist-sized crystal in his hand, releasing a vibrant liquid imbued with boundless vitality, which flowed forth, filling the air with an indescribable fragrance that enveloped him in comfort. Wong used his mental energy to absorb the essence of the ancient willow heart, transforming it into a crystalline stream that flowed into his mouth. A wave of coolness cascaded from his throat throughout his entire being, prompting an involuntary shiver of delight. Despite his prior suspicions regarding the painless and risk-free nature of consuming the willow heart, the sensation was truly exquisite. As the coolness permeated his body, he felt a gentle yet astonishing vibration with tendrils of dark gray matter seeping through his skin's pores. The endless vitality contained within the ancient willow heart catalyzed remarkable changes within his cellular structure. His genetic makeup underwent continuous transformation while his cellular activity surged. Wong Yi's evolutionary state, which had already reached around 100,000 kg, now escalated rapidly to 150,000 200,000 and beyond. The life energy within the ancient willow heart was undoubtedly several times more potent than that of the millennial heart, resulting in effects that far exceeded its predecessor. In a dimly lit cavern, an unknown amount of time passed before Wong, e opened his eyes, glancing at the tactical watch on his wrist, and realizing that approximately 3 hours had elapsed. Crack! Hop! As he stood, his body emitted a series of crisp sounds akin to exploding beans, reminiscent of the rejuvenating sensation following a hot spring massage. He felt invigorated as he reveled in the surge of power and vitality coursing through him. A smile graced his face, although he had yet to ascertain the precise extent of his enhancement. He could sense that his physical prowess was perilously close to the apex of the god of war. Moreover, a significant amount of medicinal energy from the ancient willow heart still lingered within his body, waiting to be absorbed. He estimated it would not take long. The efficacy of the ancient willow heart was indeed remarkable, and Wong nodded in satisfaction. He still possessed four millennial willow hearts among the nature spirits in his possession. While these spirits held little value for Wong E, whose physical abilities were nearing the limits of a god of war, they could potentially be useful for his family. With the issue of the ancient willow heart resolved, it was now time to address the vine. With a flicker of thought, the sign and panel materialized before him once more, prominently displaying the vine seedling resembling a gourd. "Ah, the Mayun vine," Wong amused. a mix of admiration and exasperation washing over him. Indeed, the Mayune vine was a powerful life-supporting plant, yet its cultivation required substantial resources. The vine's strength varied according to its growth stage, and at present, Wong lacked the means to nurture it. After a moment of hesitation, he ultimately decided to release the Mayun vine, blood for allegiance, he declared, recognizing the importance of maximizing every resource to strengthen himself swiftly. The evolution of the Mayune vine could be postponed for later consideration. As a copious amount of his blood was absorbed by the seedling, it transformed from green to red. Its leaves swaying gently. Wong he donated blood twice. Given his current physical condition and cellular vitality, he was unperturbed. Sensing it was sufficient, Wongi ceased his bloodletting and placed his hand gently upon the Mayun vine. Instantly, a nebulous consciousness enveloped him, akin to a child's bond with their parent. Wongi exhaled in relief, knowing he had successfully tamed the Mayun vine. The vine was exceedingly loyal. Once it recognized a master, betrayal was impossible if its master perished. So too with the vine. From this moment forth, you shall be my companion. Wong e whispered tenderly, caressing the Mayun vine. In that moment of mutual understanding, he received the vine's consciousness, revealing its utilization methods. With a thought, the Mayune vine shrank and swiftly melted into Wong Yi's skin, vanishing from sight. Simultaneously, he felt an invisible icy layer enveloping his body. Wong, he shook his head. The Mayun Vine was not yet at the planetary level. It would only achieve its first evolution and transform into protective armor capable of combat once it reached that status. For now, the Mayun Vine was merely an ornamental presence. To expedite the evolution of the Mayun vine, one must possess resources that are beyond the offerings of Earth. Wong Yi's gaze shifted once more towards the direction of Mist Island. Deep beneath the surface lies the location of the meteorite ship, the Ink Star.