"Pfft!"
Huo Yuhao spat out a fountain of crimson blood, his face instantly paling. Then the life force supplied by the gold of life within him, together with the medicinal effects of the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill he had just taken, restored the color to his cheeks.
Of course, there was no avoiding that extreme agony. Yet the expression on Huo Yuhao's face was neither despair nor fear, but a fervor bordering on the pathological.
"Now this is interesting!" Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, feeling the pain of the meridians inside him nearly being torn apart, and a somewhat savage smile spread across his face.
Whether in battle or in his everyday cultivation, Huo Yuhao liked pushing himself to his limits. In his view, his bodily functions would work at a frantic pace in that state, helping him solve whatever problems he encountered perfectly.
Walking the line between life and death, tempering himself through blood and soul-that was his conviction!
If he wanted to defy the heavens, reclaim control of his own destiny, and overturn everything that currently existed on the Douluo Continent, then he had to accomplish what others could not.
The powers of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings coexisted as one, yet they were also as incompatible as water and fire. The instant they touched, they violently repelled each other.
Huo Yuhao felt his meridians swell like a balloon. Had the Yin-Yang Profound Dragon Pill not previously made them exceptionally supple and resilient, every meridian in his body would likely have ruptured by now, leaving him crippled.
"Crack!"
A muffled sound came from within Huo Yuhao's body. The collision between the powers of water and fire had finally shattered his meridians. Huo Yuhao spat out another mouthful of blood, but the look in his eyes grew even