That evening, after getting everything settled, Tang Wulin eagerly sank into his Sea of Consciousness again and arrived before the Life Gate, which radiated a gentle green glow.
"First Trial, begin!"
He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and entered the gate of light without hesitation.
The moment he entered, Tang Wulin felt as though he had fallen into a green ocean. The air brimmed with an almost solid concentration of life energy, and every breath felt like gulping down the purest energy.
"This feels so good..." Tang Wulin could not help moaning.
At first, the sensation was indeed wonderful. Every cell in his body cheered and danced, like parched earth welcoming sweet rain. Yet before he had taken more than a few steps, things took a drastic turn.
"Wait... this... isn't this a little too much?!"
The once-gentle power of life suddenly turned violent. It was no longer a trickling stream, but a flood bursting through a dam, pouring madly into Tang Wulin's body.
If his previous cultivation had been "tempering," this was "bursting him open!"
Tang Wulin felt as though his body were a balloon inflated to its limit. His skin stretched tight and shiny, the blood vessels beneath it clearly visible, as if they might rupture at any moment.
"Pfft!"
With a muffled sound, Tang Wulin felt warmth in his nose, and two streams of bright red blood flowed down like little waterfalls.
Immediately afterward, beads of blood began seeping from his pores as well.
This was not an injury, but a classic case of "too much nourishment!"
The Life Energy inside him was far too vast, exceeding what his meridians and blood vessels could withstand and forcing his body to "spill out" the excess. Blood became the perfect carrier.
"Hiss—so painful! But... so good!"
While enduring