As for whether Ruan Fusheng could withstand it…
That would depend on his own fortune.
Outside the quiet room, the faint, suppressed sound of coughing could be heard, gradually fading into the distance.
...
Spring passed into autumn, and two years slipped by.
Qin Xuan had nearly exhausted all the Essence Blood he had collected, but he had finally condensed seventy-two drops of faint golden Giant Spirit True Blood within his body!
At the same time, he had also successfully opened and completely tempered the seventy-two corresponding key nodes on the Indestructible Golden Body Map.
Every time he flushed them, it was like undergoing a form of torture.
But after each tempering, his Flesh Body grew a bit more solid, and his Qi and Blood Power became a fraction more vigorous.
Gradually, deep within his Dantian, a barely perceptible speck of faint golden light began to coalesce.
This was the prototype of the Giant Spirit True Blood!
