Su Wuming had still underestimated the immense energy contained within the Source Dao Meridian.
The two dragon-like currents of energy rampaged through his body. Even with his Rubber Constitution, he found it difficult to suppress them for the moment.
The flesh all over his body swelled into bulges from time to time. The two energy dragons constantly tore through every part of him, trying to break through his flesh.
Fortunately, his body had undergone Rubberization and was highly elastic. No matter how the energy dragons slammed into him, they could never break through, like Sun Wukong trying to poke through a Golden Alms Bowl with the Golden Cudgel.
But the pain caused by damage to his internal tissues was unavoidable.
He could only ease it by constantly eating. After roughly ten minutes, Su Wuming temporarily suppressed the two rampaging currents of energy, barely establishing a balance with them inside his body.
Only then did he settle himself and begin circulating the Dao Guidance Method, preparing to open his meridians.
Just then, seven figures emerged from the woods ahead. The leader in the middle wore a red ghost-face mask, while five of those beside him wore gray ghost-face masks. The person at the very edge was someone Su Wuming had seen before: the Resentful Ghost whose mask he had forcibly torn off.
The wound on his face had stopped bleeding. He had torn away the remaining flesh and skin, leaving only a skull-like face exposed. Yet he still looked exceedingly vicious, more like a ghost than the masked Resentful Ghosts.
This was completely beyond Su Wuming's expectations and far outside his calculations. At the moment, his body could not move, and he could not afford to divide his attention.
This was undoubtedly a dead end.
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