Just as when he had broken through from seventh growth to eighth growth, the branches that had already matured to their utmost and reached their peak began sprouting again.
Each branch forked into two tender buds, which immediately flourished under the nourishment pouring into them.
For a moment, Pei Ye almost stopped breathing.
His entire body went rigid, as though a heavy hammer had struck from his dantian into his meridians. Violent pain flooded his whole body in an instant, and only then did he realize... it was a tsunami.
Starting from his dantian, a tsunami roared and surged through all his meridians, sweeping through every channel, large and small, in an instant. It nearly made Pei Ye howl in pain.
This was unquestionably a tempering. His two hundred and fifty-six meridians abruptly doubled again, giving his body almost no time to adapt as an unimaginable mass of true qi surged forth.
Precisely because the increase from sixty-four meridians to one hundred and twenty-eight was so terrifying, people had designated seventh growth and eighth growth the upper second realm. Then what kind of spectacle was the leap from two hundred and fifty-six to five hundred and twelve?
Perhaps Pei Ye was the only person in the world to experience it.
He spat blood at once. Like levees unable to bear the burden, his meridians burst everywhere, and the roaring true qi rushed into his sinews, bones, and organs.
At this moment, Pei Ye seemed to dimly understand why eighth growth was the Meridian Tree's limit: the human body could only withstand that magnitude of true qi.
Pei Ye could already be considered exceptionally gifted in his physical foundation. His meridians were extraordinarily broad, and his true qi circulated without obstruction, yet they still collapsed entirely before this tsunami.
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