109 Seventh Core? Fist Eye! (6.2k)

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The qi and blood were scalding hot, robust and majestic.

This was not an illusion...

He sat cross-legged in the scalding medicinal bath, as the strong muscles that rose inch by inch across his body began to undulate up and down like waves.

From his sweat glands, perspiration secreted like pearls with their threads snapped, sliding off.

Bai Xiao's hands were placed on his knees, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

He felt the burning sting on his skin and the increasingly thick power inside his body, that contradictory contrast. Bai Xiao's eyes were tightly shut, and without realizing it, a heavy momentum emerged on his formidable body.

It was like an elephant walking on the land, domineering and steady.

As time ticked away slowly, the golden sunlight on the ground tilted.

Inside the wooden tub, the highly concentrated medicinal liquid had been completely absorbed.