With most of his internal power drained away by Black Corpse, Hu Xiaotian's Dantian Sea of Qi was desperately empty. Black Corpse's meridians were connected to his, and within that crisscrossing network, Hu Xiaotian's Dantian Sea of Qi was the emptiest point. Water flowed downhill, and inner breath was no different. As Hu Xiaotian circulated the Formless Divine Skill, the inner breath remaining throughout his body gathered in his Dantian Sea of Qi to replenish it. As the saying went, tug one hair and the whole body moved. Black Corpse had forcibly built a bridge between their meridians to siphon off Hu Xiaotian's internal power. Now that the flow in Hu Xiaotian's meridians had suddenly reversed, it pulled the inner breath Black Corpse had just stolen into a reverse current as well.
At first, Black Corpse paid little heed to the fluctuation, but he soon realized that Hu Xiaotian's inner breath had slipped beyond his control. Worse still, even the inner breath he had already absorbed was surging back into Hu Xiaotian like seawater flooding inland. Black Corpse secretly marshaled his internal power, trying to guide the inner breath back into his own body, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not stop the reversed flow.
Black Corpse began to panic. Hu Xiaotian's Dantian Sea of Qi was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. The emptiness left by the draining of his inner breath had created an unprecedentedly powerful suction, reclaiming not only his own internal power but seizing all the internal power within Black Corpse as well.
Black Corpse tried to fling Hu Xiaotian's arms away, but their palms remained firmly joined, as though glued together. He now realized how terribly wrong things had gone.
He bent his elbow to strike at Hu Xiaotian's