One meridian.
Two meridians.
Three meridians.
......
Su Chen patiently guided them.
On his face, a deathly pallor, contorted and fierce.
It hurt a lot!
Bone-scraping pain!
However, he didn't let out a single scream, not even a groan.
Over the years, marching forward, enduring countless serious injuries, life and death situations, he had long become accustomed to the physical pain.
If someone were standing beside Su Chen at this moment, they would clearly see him sweating from every pore, muscles twitching as if struck by electricity.
Time passed by, second by second.
Su Chen immersed himself in it.
While Su Chen was absorbed in cultivation, chaos erupted throughout Xuanmie Peak.
Someone had spread the news about Su Chen.
