Guangning City.
It's night.
Courtyard at the residence.
Scarlet, gold and silver flowers hovered three inches above Jiang Ning's head, rotating in a glimmering display that illuminated the entire courtyard.
However, at this moment, the scarlet flower, representing the power of essence, was dazzling like the sunrise.
While the Qi and God flowers were dim, like flickering candle flames about to extinguish.
Jiang Ning was channeling Qi Blood Power, repeatedly tempering and flushing his skin.
"Booming—"
Inside his body, it was as if the Yangtze River was roaring, and as if subterranean lava was colliding and surging.
He maintained the Vajra Immortal Body stance, with a faint red glow on his skin, tiny droplets of blood seeping from his pores, instantaneously evaporating into a mist of reddish haze that lingered.
At this moment.
Pain, numbness, intense itching... these sensations intertwined, like thousands of steel needles piercing simultaneously.
