The blood was hot. You could see the fog slowly build up in the room, making the temperature rise.
Ma Li sank beneath the surface, the blood closing over her neck, slowly filling her mouth and nose and lungs. She should have drowned. Or at least panicked a little.
Instead, she breathed it in like air. The blood flowed into her, through her organs, and rose into the veins. Being a golden core cultivator allowed her to hold her breath for a long time.
But not even a gag reflex of so much thick fluid running down her throat shows how much she had trained herself.
The Barbarian Queen, who had appeared to help her out in absorbing the bloodline of the barbarians and modify her body, was surprised to see how fast she had adapted herself to the blood.
'At this rate, she might even finish this by the end of this month.' The first barbarian queen thought. Her soul body shimmering with orange and pinkish hues.
Ma Li could feel her body changing.
