บท 925: Opening Ceremony

Standing in the snow, Shangguan Hong felt so cold that his face had turned a ghastly pale, but this was not the main problem concerning him. A possibly fatal issue he was facing was that he had run out of antidotes.

There was a price for rapidly improving his Daoless Divine Power with the help of the Seven Rotation Skill. The quantity of Shangguan Hong's Qi and blood was far more than that of a common person. For a man who had lost his genitalia, this was very ironic, but he would rather endure pains that others couldn't see than become a dwarf like Old Man Mu.

There were two methods of subduing his Qi that went into a violent circulation at irregular intervals. The first one was to bleed himself, but this method could only alleviate the symptoms, and should only be used when he had no other choice. And after he bled himself, Shangguan Hong would always feel horrified and worry that the scars on his body would be more than those on the Dragon King.