Chapter 150: Condensing Meridians
Shen Luo’s facial features contorted in pain, drenched in cold sweat. But both of his hands remained tightly wrapped around his lower abdomen’s Dantian, unwilling to ease the slightest bit of their grip.
At this moment, the two streams of mana in his Dantian engaged in a fierce conflict, causing his abdomen to rumble like a drum, emitting booming sounds.
His Dantian had never experienced such a colossal impact; it felt like countless small blades were stirring it crazily.
Compared to the current heart-wrenching agony, the previously endured pain from the tearing of his meridians and Dantian seemed negligible.
His teeth tightly clenched, despite his unbearable short gasps of pain. His body continued to shudder incessantly, and beads of perspiration the size of soybeans continued to roll from his forehead.
“No wonder the Nameless Heavenly Book mentioned the necessity of steadfast determination. This kind of torment is unbearable for an ordinary person!” Shen Luo thought to himself, but no intention of surrender arose within him.
The mana conflict within his Dantian intensified, intensifying the pain.
Shen Luo, doubled over, clenched his fists in the area above his Dantian, fiercely clenching his determination despite cutting his hand in the process.
Gradually, he noticed that the two streams of mana that were originally gaseous, seemed to be wavering less during the constant collision and conflict within his Dantian.