Maintaining the Coiling Dragon Art posture, Xue Jing remained motionless.
With each breath, countless hidden nodes within his body were continuously stimulated. If one were to connect all these nodes with a line, they would find their arrangement resembled that of a dormant True Dragon.
As time passed, Xue Jing felt his body begin to heat up and itch as if countless needles were pricking him. His blood and energy circled rapidly within his body, faintly producing a sound akin to trickling stream water.
Merely half an hour later, he was sweating profusely, exhaling nearly scalding hot breaths through his mouth and nose. The nodes within his body not only itched and felt hot, but they also gradually became painfully swollen.
Xue Jing began to breathe haphazardly and was unable to maintain the Coiling Dragon Art posture. He collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, falling into an almost oxygen-deprived state as if his lungs were being squeezed dry.
