Lin Mu knew there was now an impending disaster within him.
"The pill won't stop," Lin Mu thought urgently. "If I don't act now…"
Another wave surged.
His body screamed.
A storm was gathering within him, one far more dangerous than any external tribulation.
And this time, there was no easy escape.
The pain did not lessen.
If anything, it grew sharper with every passing minute.
Lin Mu sat motionless atop the barren rock, yet inside his body, chaos reigned. Immortal essence surged like an endless tide, battering against structures that had already reached their limits.
An hour ago, after his breakthrough into the sixth stage of the Three Apertures Invoking Technique, he had still possessed a narrow margin of safety. His apertures had expanded, their capacity increased, and for a short while he had been able to guide the excess immortal essence into them without issue.
That margin was gone now.
