Peerless God King

It was as if the Roaring Sound was suffering a crazy pain. Beneath his distorted face, he raised his head to the sky and roared. His face was flushed red and his eyes were bloodshot! The veins all over his body bulged, and even his muscles were thoroughly tensed at this moment.    

Even Tang Feng himself was not comparable to it, it was just that right after he made his move, that kind of pain made him act in such a way.    

One had to know that after all these years, he was able to withstand all the pain he felt, but this time, he seemed to be wrong.    

Under Tang Feng's trembling body, the old man frowned slightly, but his hands did not stop moving.    

If he could not even endure this kind of pain, then there was no way for him to talk about refining Nine Nether Bone.    

So many people had obtained Nine Nether Bone, but the ones who had actually succeeded were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Not only was the refining process extremely difficult, even the pain from before the refinement was something that not many people could endure.    

Ignoring Tang Feng's tightly clenched fist, the old man's gaze was fixated on his left leg.    

The energy on his fingers turned into dagger-like sharp blades that shone with three sharp lights. It cut down along the inside of Tang Feng's thigh.    

With a single slash, the flesh and blood on the inside of his thigh was instantly separated.    

The dagger immediately turned into countless needles, stabbing down crazily at the completely exposed bone. Each time he stabbed downwards, he could see numerous holes appearing on the bones at the base of his thigh.    

After being pricked countless times by the Earth Needle, it only took the time of a couple of breaths to see that the hole on the exposed fist-sized bone was like a mended beehive. Countless holes appeared extremely shocking.    

Fresh blood flowed, and one could even see the flesh that was being sliced apart constantly trembling.    

When he retracted his hand, a wave of Soft Power wrapped around the countless number of bone the size of a needle's eye.    

At this moment, the forehead bone seemed as though it would completely break if he used even a little bit of strength. However, this Soft Power was currently filled to the brim with these needles, and turned into a force that supported this bone that was on the verge of collapse.    

Cold air gushed out, beads of sweat seeped out, under the trembling of the body, Tang Feng was also forcefully suppressing the pain, his bloodshot eyes looked at the bone area, a trickle of blood actually flowed out from the corner of his mouth due to you using too much force.    

This technique was rather terrifying, with a single slash, he avoided the blood vessels, but sliced off the skin and flesh, and looked at the blood vessels and clearly visible tendons hanging in the air, Tang Feng once again took a deep breath.    

As for the exposed bones, under the effect of the Soft Power, the holes on them started to heal.    

No matter how strong Prying Stage was, their ability to self-heal was far superior to other martial practitioners. Under the effect of the old man's external force, their healing speed was also extremely fast.    

Looking at the bloody scene, even Tang Feng could not help but feel a chill in his heart. But seeing that the old man had not changed at all, Tang Feng felt a little helpless.    

From the looks of it, this pain did not fall on his body.    

Ahh!    

Just when Tang Feng thought that it was over, the old man revealed a faint smile on his face, and an ominous premonition once again spread inside Tang Feng's heart. As expected, before Tang Feng could react, he could feel the Soft Power that was originally filling his bones instantly being withdrawn.    

What replaced it was the same heart-chilling, needle-like pain from before.    

After going back and forth several times, Tang Feng's entire face had become completely pale. Under his trembling body, his palms had long ago left streaks of blood on the solid ground.    

Even the bones on his fingers were clearly visible.    

However, even so, Tang Feng knew clearly that he did not dare to use the Spiritual Energy in his body to resist the pain.    

This was because as long as one used a little bit of Spiritual Aura during this round trip, one's bones, which were already extremely weak, would instantly turn to ashes.    

And this was a situation that the old man would never allow to happen.    

He could only rely on his body's endurance to forcefully suppress the pain.    

"This leg is about ready."    

Taking a deep breath, the old man retracted his gaze and slowly said. However, perhaps even he didn't notice that at this moment, some sweat had seeped out from his back.    

He cut off the skin and flesh of a person in an instant, then pierced through their bones countless times, then healed them and pierced them again. Only after that did the round trip of five to six times end.    

Perhaps those who had never experienced the pain would not feel the pain of living a life worse than death.    

As he looked at his pale face, the old man softly sighed. Unfortunately, he was unable to stop himself.    

"Let's continue …"    

The old man's words did not give Tang Feng the slightest bit of joy. Under that hoarse voice, as if he was speaking mechanically, his fists tightened once again. Beneath his tightly clenched teeth, one could clearly hear the sound of friction within.    

He knew very well that this was far from over.    

When he saw that the wound on his left leg was only the size of a fist, he understood what the old man needed to do next.    

If one wanted to refine five Nine Nether Bone at once, then naturally, they had to find a place within their body that they could not refine properly.    

Hm!    

The old man no longer hesitated. After nodding his head, his eyes once again became solemn.    

With a move of his palm, he did the same actions as before. On his right leg, there was a similar position, but he was still repeating the same actions as before.    

Although he was already prepared for it after experiencing it once, the pain still caused Tang Feng's entire neck to stiffen. He panted and pursed his lips, as if he was trying to forcefully suppress the pain.    

But unfortunately, he still failed this time.    

The sharp and clear tingling sensation that came from his nerves was like being cut by a thousand knives. It was like having one's consciousness preserved at the most complete level, yet it was constantly experiencing the pain of having one's body sliced by ten thousand blades.    

His ten fingers dug deep into the ground. With a tight grip, the stone instantly turned into powder.    

However, what made Tang Feng truly at a loss for words was that during this entire process, the old man had occasionally used this sort of piercing movement on his previously almost finished left leg.    

The pain from both places doubled his body.    

So what the old man needed to do was to minimize the recovery rate of his body!    

Only through continuous injuries would one be able to continuously slow down or disappear. Otherwise, the needle that had taken a great deal of effort would heal after a long period of time.    

This was absolutely not what the old man wanted to see.    

After the legs came the arms.    

It was the same posture, the same process, the only difference was that Tang Feng was almost completely numb.    

His entire body was like a dead person, lying there quietly, letting the blood flow from his wound. Only the twitching pain that came from his body, signified that Tang Feng still had a chance of survival.    

As thin as a mosquito and bleeding profusely, it caused the temperature of Tang Feng's body to drop by quite a bit. Most importantly, his chance of survival was much weaker than it had been at the beginning.    

Several hours later, when the five wounds on his arms, legs and chest were all healed by the old man, his forehead was covered in sweat.    

perhaps even the old man didn't expect that the recovery rate of Tang Feng's body would far exceed his own expectations.    

A normal person would only need two to three times to be able to temporarily invalidate that kind of recovery ability. However, Tang Feng was different, he actually had to repeat this recovery ability seven or eight times in order to barely be able to stop it.    

In other words, the pain he endured was three to four times greater than the pain of the other Nine Nether Bone s.    

Not to mention, he was also in five different parts of his body.    

He exhaled the foul air from his chest, and looked at Tang Feng. At this time, Tang Feng's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, the depth of his eyes could not be seen, nor did they fluctuate.    

Only when the old man said it was about right did he feel a trace of light emitted from it.    

No matter what, even the old man couldn't help but admire that he was able to endure until now with just his willpower.    

Originally, he thought that Tang Feng would faint halfway through. After all, this kind of pain could only be relieved after Tang Feng fainted. However, the old man understood that Tang Feng had been maintaining the consciousness the entire time!    

"Don't worry, I won't die."    

The old man laughed as he recalled Tang Feng's earlier words, "As long as I don't die."    

However, there was still no trace of relaxation in his eyes.    

He was able to withstand the pain, but the real problem was still at the back.    

With a flip of his palm, he grabbed the Nine Nether Bone that Tang Feng had previously taken out. The icy cold aura that the Nine Nether Bone gave off seemed to have cleansed the thick smell of blood in the air.    

The old man's eyes darkened. A tyrannical power also instantly erupted from the palm of his hand.    

Under this force, the piece of Nine Nether Bone seemed to be enduring an endless amount of pressure, and it gave out a series of creaking sounds, as though it was trembling.    

The strength behind this was so great that even the old man's face flushed.    

After ten or so breaths, the sound of a crack spread out. A crack actually appeared on the indestructible Nine Nether Bone, and under this kind of force, the entire Nine Nether Bone was crushed into a ball, finally turning into powder and ashes.    

Seeing this, the old man let out a long sigh of relief. Then, wrapped in soft Spirit Qi, he brought the powdered Nine Nether Bone to one of the wounds.    

Immediately, he saw the tiny granules and powder completely drill into the pinholes that were forcefully created earlier!    

This process actually took a long time.    

Following that, the remaining four Nine Nether Bone s followed suit and were placed into the needle holes that were only the size of a strand of hair …