"It took a hundred days to convert all the profound qi in your body into Primordial Profound Qi. That was a little longer than I estimated, but it still met the standard." The mysterious woman held a Black Little Tiger in her arms, only as large as a cat, with the character for "king" on its forehead.
It looked harmless, docile, and adorable, but Ning Xiaochuan could sense the immense blood qi within it. It was definitely a powerful Mystic Beast!
Ning Xiaochuan stopped staring at the little tiger and said, "Then can I break through to the Divine Body Eighth Level now?"
"Still far from enough." The mysterious woman said, "Come find me again once you can climb up from the bottom of the pool using only the strength of your flesh."
"How deep is this pool?" Ning Xiaochuan asked.
With a sweep of her sleeve, the mysterious woman sent an immense gust crashing into Ning Xiaochuan. His body flew out like a grain of sand and, with a splash, plunged into the icy, bone-piercing pool.
The profound qi within Ning Xiaochuan had already been sealed inside his Martial Heart Palace. His body sank rapidly toward the bottom of the pool. He did not know how long he descended before finally reaching the bottom.
Boom!
A massive pressure of water crashed down upon Ning Xiaochuan, nearly crushing his body apart. The bones in his legs creaked, his knees bent slightly, and he was almost pressed flat against the bottom of the pool.
At that moment, he felt as though a mountain were pressing down on his head. He clenched his teeth and supported his body with sheer will.
Drop after drop of blood seeped from his pores. His flesh, muscles, tendons, and bones felt as if they were splitting