Although Qin Fengming had already prepared himself for the dangers he would encounter while performing the Disperse Cultivation technique, when he actually began, the ordeal still became almost unbearable, filling him with the urge to stop halfway.
Had anyone seen Qin Fengming at that moment, they would surely have been frightened by his ferocious expression.
Qin Fengming was wrapped in a mass of incomparably pure yin energy. His entire body was smeared with blood, and his once-neat pale-blue robe had long since vanished without a trace.
The muscles on his face rolled like chunks of flesh, surging up and down across his features. Every muscle in his body was taut, while his meridians bulged visibly beneath his skin. Streams of pure yin energy as thick as chopsticks shot and coursed through his meridians. His entire body seemed about to swell and burst. His skin could no longer withstand the violent expansion; the surface had already split apart, and blood seeped from the cracks, inspiring terror at a glance.
Qin Fengming had nearly fallen into unconsciousness. The spell formula surging rapidly through his body was no longer under his control. Strands of incantations, mixed with the pure yin energy, began gushing from his dantian along a fixed path, flowing into his Eight Extraordinary Meridians and the limbs and bones...
In only a moment, Qin Fengming felt the energy coursing endlessly through his body as though it had found an outlet. It began spraying outward through the pores covering his entire body.
As the energy poured out, his already shattered skin became even more horrible to behold.
The excruciating pain that pierced to the depths of his heart gradually turned numb as the energy drained away. He could no longer feel the slightest pain anywhere in his body.
When Qin Fengming regained