Szszsz—
The pain of being cut to pieces began to surface; in comparison, the daily pain of Heavenly Pile and Cross Training cultivation seemed insignificant, simply a little witch before a great witch—this was pain on par with breaking through shackles!
"Hiss…"
Lu Chenzhou clenched his teeth tightly, the cool power from the Cold Silkworm Robe and the comforting warmth from the bead spiritual artifact brushed over his mind. His will was like a stubborn stone in the river: firm and unmoving.
Next, the sound of muscles and bones being torn apart constantly echoed from within his body. His body seemed to be shredded and then reassembled, repeating in endless cycles.
"No wonder they say that raising your Qi Blood Limit helps increase the chance of breaking through the second shackles. Because, in the process of raising it, you've already gotten a taste of what's to come."
Lu Chenzhou suddenly understood a bit.
Unknowingly, night had already fallen.
