Yang Feilong was completely blood-red, his veins bulging.
Yang Feilong knelt on the ground, finding it harder than climbing to heaven to get up. He trembled as he took a pill from his storage ring and swallowed it. This was a pill refined by his master for him, to alleviate all sorts of bodily pain and possess an extremely remarkable healing effect!
This was countless times better than any pill Yang Feilong could refine himself!
Even so, the pain was only greatly relieved, but it was already bearable!
Yang Feilong's seventh physical tribulation had Luo Yujiao's help. For the eighth tribulation, he could only rely on his own willpower and the pills provided by his master to endure.
The pain of these laws entering the body and perfecting the Yin-Yang physique was simply heart-wrenching.
Yang Feilong desperately wanted to faint, but he knew he couldn't. If he fainted, relying solely on the body's natural recovery functions would be extremely difficult. The seventh tribulation was resolved by Luo Yujiao by chance.
In a conscious state, he could activate the Yin-Yang Divine Art, the Myriad Laws of Yin-Yang, and the Water-Fire Innate Skill. The Water-Fire Innate Skill was a water and fire innate skill Yang Feilong had purchased from the Patrol Bureau and improved upon himself.
With these three cultivation techniques circulating, Yang Feilong's pain eased significantly, and his bodily injuries also recovered considerably.
However, the speed of recovery was far from matching the destruction caused by the body's eighth tribulation!
An hour, two hours... In the blink of an eye, a day and a night had passed.
Yang Feilong had tried every method he could, but none of it was useful.
Suddenly.
Yang Feilong plopped down onto the ground.
In the instant he fainted, Yang Feilong was still roaring in despair: "Why is the eighth physical tribulation so terrifying? Am I going to die under the eighth tribulation? I am not reconciled!"
This was beyond his and his master's expectations.
Before, both Bai Yidie and Yang Feilong had been optimistic about smoothly passing the eighth tribulation, and they found the ninth tribulation to be the troublesome one, as nine is the ultimate number!
If he passed, the Yin-Yang physique would be completely perfected.
But who could have imagined that the eighth tribulation would be so terrifying.
Puff puff puff!
After Yang Feilong fainted, his body continuously exploded, flesh and blood flying everywhere. Upon closer inspection, there was no part of his body that was intact. This was the terrifying eighth physical tribulation!
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Is the Spiritual Realm large? Not particularly, but not small either. Moreover, the Spiritual Realm is constantly expanding.
Excluding the vast Void, it spans thousands of kilometers. If the Void is included, then it is immense. After all, there are several places similar to the Spiritual Realm, and many cultivators in the Spiritual Realm have analyzed that if the Void continues to expand, perhaps these several places might connect.
At that time, its area might be much larger than that of Earth!
Baiyun Mountain Range.
Much of the land in the Spiritual Realm is similar to the secular world. For example, the Baiyun Mountain Range has similar mountains that can be found in the secular world.
On this day, two young people arrived in the Baiyun Mountains of the Spiritual Realm. They didn't look very old, in their early twenties. The man was handsome, and the woman was exquisitely beautiful, especially the woman, who was impossibly gorgeous.
"Brother, look, there seems to be someone lying on the ground ahead!" the woman said, pointing forward. "Let's go and see!"
"Sister, we're being watched. Let's leave quickly!" the man said helplessly.
"We've always aspired to be chivalrous heroes, how can we stand by and do nothing?" the woman glared at the man.
"Alright, Sister!" the man said with a wry smile. "I'll listen to you!"
There was no other way, his sister was stronger than him.
Soon, the two arrived in front of the person lying on the ground.
"What severe injuries!" the woman tutted.
"He doesn't seem to be breathing at all. He's probably dead!" the man shrugged and suddenly his eyes lit up. "Sister, since he's already dead, can we loot him? He seems to be wearing a storage ring on his hand!"
Saying that, he reached out to take off the man's storage ring.
The woman felt the man's breath and indeed, there was no breathing at all. She nodded. "Since the person is dead, then take his storage ring and dig a pit to bury him!"
"Okay, Sister!" the man nodded. He actually wanted to burn the body with fire, as that would be much more convenient!
But digging a pit wouldn't take much effort either!
Consider it a reward for the wealth left behind by the deceased!
If they didn't dig a pit to bury him, and a demon beast or magical beast passed by, he would be utterly destroyed.
So the man began to dig a pit with his sword. The man's cultivation was not low. Although the laws of the Spiritual Realm were not simple, he dug the pit very quickly. In no time, a pit large enough to lie down in was dug!
"Put him in!" the woman said.
The man nodded.
"Brother Dao, I'll be taking your treasure. Don't blame us sisters. As for your grudges, we won't avenge them for you! I've dug a pit for you, so rest in peace!" Saying that, the man took off the storage ring from the corpse's hand and was about to throw the corpse into the pit he had dug.
"Wait!" Just then, the woman's surprised voice rang out.
"What is it, Sister?" the man asked, startled.
"I seemed to see his finger move just now!" the woman said quickly.
"Really? I feel like this corpse is already stiff. Can he still be alive?" the man's eyes widened.
"You wait a moment. What if he's a living person, and we bury him alive? Then we'll have harmed him!" the woman said firmly. She then examined him carefully. Although he was almost like a dead person, after a careful examination, she found that his breathing was so weak it was almost imperceptible, but he was indeed still alive.
"He's really alive!" the woman's eyes lit up, and then with a flip of her hand, she took out a pill from her storage ring.
"Sister, there's no need to waste a valuable healing pill!" the man looked at the pill his sister took out, glared, smacked his lips, and said with a wry smile.
"Why is there no need? This person has suffered such severe injuries and is still alive. His vitality is so strong! Moreover, he looks so young, and he's still alive despite such heavy injuries. He might even be a prodigy." The woman said, "Besides, as chivalrous heroes, how can we stand by and do nothing?"
"Perhaps he's a bad person," the man said helplessly.
"If he's a bad person, we can kill him later. But if he's a good person? Won't we be filled with guilt for life?" the woman snorted.
"This doesn't feel like a good person... If he's a bad person, wouldn't this be a waste of effort?" the man shrugged and couldn't help but purse his lips. "Still wasting..."
The response he received was his sister's glare.
"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you, Sister!" The man raised his hands and said with a sigh.
"That's more like it!" the woman said, parting the man's mouth and stuffing the healing pill into his mouth.
This pill was of the fast-acting type.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, the man slowly opened his eyes.