C139 (1/2)

Time was too thin, and the gaps between his fingers were too wide. Ten days had quietly passed.

In a certain room in the body training area of the Crimson Nimbus Martial School, a figure was sitting upright on the ground like a monk, his entire body enveloped in a brilliant golden light.

If one looked carefully, they would see that it was a fifteen to sixteen year old boy with a head of black hair, a head full of black hair, a magnificent appearance, and an unswerving determination. Under the brilliant golden light, one would discover that his clothes seemed to be drenched in red fuel.

It turned out that the youth's entire body was soaked in fresh blood. Some parts of his eyes were dark red, and some parts were fresh red. It was likely that they had just flowed out from his body not long ago.

A large amount of blood could be seen splashing onto the ground, turning into a bewitching flower of blood. It was as if a brutal murder had occurred in the entire room; it was a shocking sight to behold!

Ordinary people would have lost so much blood, yet they were already so weak that they might as well have died in the air. However, this young man sitting upright on the ground had a ruddy complexion, a straight back, and in between his breathing, streams of blood were constantly intertwining and gushing out.

”Weng ~!”

Suddenly, the golden light vanished and the youth stood up abruptly.

BOOM!

A powerful aura burst out from his body and scattered like a whirlwind. It directly blew away a porcelain vase on the table before landing on the ground. With a ”peng” sound, it shattered into pieces.

Done!

Peak of the 1st level of the Fetal Stage!

Ling Yan closed his eyes and felt the vigorous Qi and blood energy in his body. His face revealed a slightly happy expression as he lightly clenched his fists. His muscles bulged and his veins that were pulsing emitted a strong power.

It should be around two thousand jin of strength. Ling Yan was slightly moved.

In the first stage of the « Berserk Golden Body Art », the initial five hundred pounds of strength would increase his strength by five hundred pounds for every small increase in level. Right now, his strength was two thousand pounds for the peak of the first stage of the Common Birth Stage!

Ling Yan's lips curved up in a faint smile. Right now, the damage that his physical body could cause was equal to the damage that a peak second level Mortal Core martial artist could inflict with their entire body's true essence. A top cultivation method in the Spirit Realm was truly powerful.