In a dark alley corner, heart-wrenching screams rose and fell.
Only the girl standing at the mouth of the alley, equally concealed by darkness, could hear them.
Curled up, Pang Jian lay on the cold, hard stone ground, completely submerged by the dense darkness of alien power.
Power of Filth from the Fifth Realm surged into him wildly.
"Pfft! Pfft pfft!"
Strange sounds of bursting came from his chest.
Twelve torrents filled with the aura of destruction rampaged through the twelve meridians inside his body, demolishing anything "extraneous" within.
This was a completely different sensation from the opening of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.
Back at the Heavenly Spirit Tower, his meridians were opened with spiritual power, which, although painful enough to make him grimace, didn't elicit screams of unbearable agony.
—That pain was within his tolerance.
This time was different.
