Getting a lump of imperial nectar paste this big was Heaven handing him a hearty meal, but sometimes a meal could also choke you to death.0

Of course, He Lingchuan did not understand any of the theory behind it. He simply did not even have the bandwidth right now to wonder whether the Godslayer Pill’s violent backlash was normal. At this moment, he could only scramble to steer the surging true energy through his meridians, forcing it toward the Danzhong acupoint.0

However, the surge of energy was simply too savage, and his meridians could not take it.0

He felt his whole body swelling, tight and overfilled. He was like a balloon being pumped past its limit. If he did not divert the flow immediately, his meridians would rupture, and then he would rupture along with them, going off with a wet pop that would splatter the entire cave with his flesh and blood.0

What now?0

If the meridians that I’ve already opened can’t handle it, then…0

Then I guess I have to resort to using the ones I haven’t opened yet?0

Both ways carried their own death sentences: if he continued doing things as he was, then he would likely rupture his meridians, and once he did, he would die; on the other hand, if he failed to open them, he would die as well.0

He Lingchuan had never been the type to just sit there and wait for fate to finish him. The moment the thought landed,...0