Failure

"How did Luo Zheng get injured? Did anyone attack him?"

"It's indeed strange... What exactly happened to this fellow?"

"I've seen this before. When some martial artists have power forcibly poured into them, their bodies can't bear it, resulting in this kind of situation! But Luo Zheng's physical body is so powerful—just how tremendous must that power be to produce such an effect?"

Luo Zheng panted heavily, his expression extremely grave. His body was already on the verge of collapse. If he continued increasing the Dragon Scale Power, his physical body probably wouldn't be able to withstand it!

Five thousand Dragon Scales' worth of power?

He struggled to take a step. Although, because of the Selfless Realm, he couldn't feel the pain caused by the pressure of the power on his body, merely looking at his physical body still made him feel shaken to the core.

Should he activate six thousand?

A hesitant look appeared on Luo Zheng's face, but he quickly abandoned the impulse. Merely taking one step had caused three or four more streams of blood to shoot from his physical body...

"I'll just use five thousand Dragon Scales to test it once!"

Since he had already reached his limit, Luo Zheng wouldn't foolishly try six thousand Dragon Scales' worth of power. If his physical body really disintegrated, even an immortal wouldn't be able to save him.

Luo Zheng immediately spread his legs and lowered himself into a horse stance, standing firm and steady on the Golden Leaf. Beneath his feet was precisely the spot where the Black Star Mining Pickaxe lay. Then Luo Zheng clenched his fists!

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

The power within Luo Zheng continuously streamed toward his arms. Every Meridian in his arms bulged high, each one like a small snake! At the same time,