Chapter 15 1st Layer Of Rotten Blood Art

The dark clouds in the sky were getting heavier, and the night was getting darker. The mountain breeze blew, growing stronger gradually.

Bai Ming walked in the bamboo forest as he got out of the huge entrance of the village. After walking for another hundred meters, he began to run with all his might.

Bai Ming arrived at the location after a long time. The scenery was quite beautiful and the sound of running water was soothing. It was a place that could sooth the heart. But he had no time to appreciate the beauty.

After inspecting his surroundings, he moved towards the huge boulder, the huge grey boulder leaned against the vertical mountain wall. He carefully inspected it, after finding nothing wrong with it.

Next he stood on the left of the boulder, he took a step forward with his right leg, his left leg at the back, forming a bow step. His arms touched the surface of the rock and pushed with much of his strength.The large boulder moved under the pressure of both his arms.

A small cave entrance was revealed once the boulder was moved, this was all because of Bai Ming's handy work, before the mid term exams he had already built this place. The opening of the cave was just half a meter wide, Bai Ming entered the cave like a slippery snake, but as he moved deeper the space within started to increase, after walking hundreds of steps he was greeted with the sight of an approximately 140 meter square wide enclosure.

The entire space was completely pitch dark, But with Bai Ming's eyesight he could clearly see in the dark. There was a five meter wide pit, but it was only half a meter deep.

Next he took out 28 buckets filled with blood from his storage pouch and he also took out another large container completely filled with fingernail sized fragments of bones and emptied them into the pit, Then he removed his clothing and entered the bloody pit and sat in meditative posture.

Rotten blood art is a secret demonic art that treated the human body as a medium in refining it, just like a spiritual treasure.The results were outstanding of course, invincible and tough as steel. But the process was excruciating.

To imagine, this process involved cutting one's body painfully inch by inch. It was so dreadful that one would find death a blessing.

But for Bai Ming this was also the only way he could improve his strength in a short time.

With his heart at peace, his eyes filled with resolve, Bai Ming began circulating the rotten blood art.

In an instant the blood in the pit flowed towards him, forming a small vortex in the center and entered inside the cross-legged body of Bai Ming.

The tiny pieces of bone pierced into Bai Ming's body. The bone pieces acted like minute needles piercing his muscles and drawing blood.

All bone specks that touched him pierced his body, with no exception. One or two specks, he could bear, but dozens, a hundred… they were beginning to take its toll on him and all this while he could only gnash his teeth.

When the number reached thousands, the blood in his body began to mix with the blood in the pit and this blood all came from pin sized holes left behind by the bone specks.

Looking closely, the bone specks had ruined his muscles, turning them to mush and this was only the beginning, yet the pain was so excruciating, worse than any torture.

However, Bai Ming still bore through it with clenched teeth, unwilling to utter even a grunt. His eyes were bloodshot, testament to the pain. His entire body shivering, insanity was etched on his face.

"AHHHHHH!"

Then, Bai Ming's eyes narrowed as he cried out, unable to endure another thousand specks piercing his skin and muscles.

He yelled and howled from the pain, but knew he had to stop and soon closed his mouth shut.

It was indeed a good decision that he had come here, If he had tried to cultivate the rotten blood art in his house the results would have been catastrophic for him.

In his heart he knew, this body cultivation method would remake his entire body, from the inside out. So much so he would become an unbreakable diamond.

But before that, he would have to endure this inhumane pain.

Yet this was just the beginning it would be soon followed by his inner organs.

Bai Ming could only grit his teeth and follow through. If not for his unquenchable desire for strength, he would never have gone through this kind of cruel torture.

Too cruel!

After three long hours, his muscles were broken down to the last fragment, then the bone fragments continued on to pierce his bones. The blood in his body was constantly mixing with the outside blood trying to condense.

"Ugh…"

Bai Ming shook from the pain and a grunt escaped his clenched teeth.

Yelling would only amplify his suffering until he could take it no more. To avoid his demise, he forced his mouth shut, while his eyes bulged.

The moment the specks entered his bones, Bai Ming spasmed. He couldn't even speak, so he could only curse the creator of this demonic art, he didn't even spare his nine generations of ancestors.

Suddenly Bai Ming's body seized up one second and laid limp the next. His skeleton was repeatedly undergoing both destruction and reconstruction.

But such cruelty made him even more determined, it was like someone had challenged his will and he was unwilling to lose.

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Bai Ming sucked in a deep breath through his gritted teeth.

With his skeleton nothing more than a bone meal, the bone fragments burrowed deep into his organs. It didn't wait to stick to them like before but pierced right through them.

Bai Ming's organs were shredded and he was violently spewing blood mixed with flesh again and again into the pit.

"AHHHH!"

The bone fragments finished with his organs and went for his brain. Be it a mortal or cultivator, the brain was the weakest for both, as it was the place that housed one's soul.

Ruthless! incomparably Ruthless!!

He felt as if thousands of centipedes were crawling on his brain, a pain down to the bottom of his core. It was thousands of times crueler than the first step. But unlike before, when his mind was clear, the pain was now eating away at his consciousness. Dangerous, this was truly dangerous. If he were to lose consciousness his brain would shatter, it would be his demise.

His soul was being spent slowly, very slowly. little by little his consciousness was disappearing.

But Bai Ming's heart didn't waver, not even once. The rotten blood art may be Unthinkably cruel but Bai Ming was even crueler.

When Bai Ming was just inch away from death, the pain suddenly stopped. His consciousness which was being eaten away, strengthened.

The blood in his body turned extremely hot and melted the bone fragments before fusing it with Bai Ming's blood. Flowing throughout his body the blood began to cool down.

Blood soothed Bai Ming's lacerated body, breathing life into his muscles, bones, and organs.

Bai Ming's eyes were closed. He only felt his life renewing and growing with every passing moment. A tiny red crescent slowly formed on his waist, At this moment he had finally reached the 1st layer of rotten blood art.

Bai Ming finally opened his eyes, he managed to look at his newly formed crescent. At the next second he collapsed. His mental energy was almost entirely exhausted, hence he directly fell asleep the moment he finished cultivating.