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They stared intently at the old man on the stone bed.

He was the Jin Clan's strongest Ancestor, his Cultivation infinitely close to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage. But the Demon Flame Worms inside him had brought him to the end of his lifespan, and he still could not break through.

The old man was skin and bones, his eyes sunken deep in their sockets.

No one knew how he had endured thousands of years of ceaseless abdominal pain.

He had been the first to volunteer as the test subject.

If the Medicine King Sect Master failed, he was willing to die.

This would be the last thing he did for the Jin Clan.

A jade needle sank into the old man's body.

His eyes remained shut, his thin lips pressed tight as he endured the immense pain the needle brought.

Everyone held their breath.

The Jin Clan Leader's eyes nearly bulged from excitement, but he dared not make a sound for fear of disrupting the treatment.

The Sect Master's hands shifted rapidly through Hand Seals. Dozens of needles flew from the case and sank into the old man's Acupoints.

The upper half of his withered body jerked, and dark blood seeped from where the jade needles had entered.

"Blackwood Liquid!" the Sect Master rasped.

Beside him, the First Elder opened a porcelain bottle and poured the dark-gold liquid metal into the needle holes.

Black blood continued to gush out. This time, everyone clearly saw a bulge writhing in the old man's abdomen.

The sight made their scalps crawl.

The Jin Clan experts had long since forged nerves of steel, yet each pressed a hand to their abdomen with a shudder.

At their level of Cultivation, they could already see inside their own bodies. Yet all these years, they had never