Chapter 951: Castrate Yourself

"Pfft~~~~~~~~"

It did not take long before Chu Chengying couldn't hold on any longer.

He spat out blood, his injuries worsening over and over. The hand holding the big sword was already a bloody blur, his bones breaking and healing, healing then shattering from the shock, twisting back into place only to be twisted and broken again soon after. The agony was excruciating. Chu Chengying used to take pride in the Earth Clan Sect's plaster bone healing cultivation, but now he deeply regretted practicing such a physical method. His opponent clearly knew this and deliberately aimed to break his bones…

After dozens of such cycles, each healing and breaking intensified the pain. Chu Chengying was nearly at his wits' end. In fact, this plaster bone mending sapped one's vital essence of life, simply put, it shortened one's lifespan. Any powerful method came with its price, and for Chu Chengying to continue enduring was no different from being dead.