My Fate, My Own to Command!!

After drinking it, Jiang Wuxin foamed at the mouth, his whole body trembling.

A stream of black qi arose from his abdomen and rapidly spread through his body, shrouding every inch of his skin in black.

His flesh seemed to begin rotting. Amid the decayed meat, one could vaguely see that all the blood in his body had turned into black blood.

"Ugh... ugh..."

Jiang Wuxin retched repeatedly.

He clutched his throat, trying to vomit out what was inside him, but it was already too late. All he coughed up was black blood.

That black blood gave his skin a dark sheen, black veins spreading across it everywhere.

"Jiang Wuxin, Jiang Wuxin..."

He murmured his own name.

"Father, Mother, you said life was a sea of bitterness. I refused to believe it, thinking I could defy heaven and change my fate, that I could have a perfect life."

"But you were right, and I was still wrong."

"Only by being heartless and emotionless, leaving behind no attachments, can one escape the sea of bitterness. Only by being cold and ruthless can one flee pain."

Like a man talking in his sleep, he struggled feebly as he gradually sank into the swamp, eventually vanishing without a trace.

The swamp returned to its deathly stillness, as though no one had ever come.

An hour later—

A black-clad young man crawled out of the mud. His whole body was filthy and caked with grime; even his face could not be seen clearly.

He was Jiang Wuxin.

Yet, his bearing seemed completely transformed. The power of the Death Tribulation throughout his body had disappeared, replaced by the revealed power of the Life Tribulation, and he brimmed with vigorous vitality.

This meant that he had returned from the Death Tribulation to the Life Tribulation!

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