Epic Of The Second Strongest Demonic Blade King Chapter 16
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Many days later, Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly snapped open from within the crater.
He then abruptly stood to his feet with intense shock in his eyes that he wasn't dead yet.
Then a few moments later, he realized that he was up on his feet and that no form of pain was afflicting him anymore.
"Those traumatizing pains from my broken bones and ripped or swollen flesh are gone. I don't feel them anymore" He said with gladness in his heart.
He then recalled that his Animal Spirit fused with him some moments before he could hit the ground with a horrifying tyrannical impact.
Xiao Lin sighed.
"Thank you" He said into the air with intense happiness in his heart.
Now, he had been given a second chance to live and to do all the things that were in his mind.
He then thought of how he was going to heal his dantian to cultivate. Although it was something that was practically impossible to do, he would still try to do it either way.
But as soon as he ended that train of thought, he suddenly perceived that he felt different.
"What's wrong with me? I feel kinda powerful than normal." He said with a furrowed brow.
As he was examining his body, he then saw that he had dark black filth all over the clothes that he wore. They had dried and plastered on them, since he was out for many days.
At first, he thought that it was dirt that had gotten onto his clothes from colliding extremely hard into the earth. But now that he looked at it really well with his deeply scrutinizing eyes, he understood that it wasn't dirt, but filth.
"Filth? How come there is filth all over my clothes?" He asked himself with his brows still furrowed.
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His eyes then widened further when a shocking thought struck him.
"Can it truly be?" He asked.
He then tried to look inwardly and saw to his intense amazement that he could.
"What?" He shouted in shock from within the crater.
The ability to look inwardly was the ability of cultivators. And since he could do so, that meant he was already something that he greatly hoped to become in future.
"I-I am a c-cultivator" He said in a stuttering manner as he had realized what he had become.
He then looked inwardly again to see what miracle had happened to his irreparably ruined dantian.
Then he saw to his marvel and delight that there was this thick and durable, blood-red layer that enclosed his dantian, completely preventing any form of leakage of spiritual energy from it.
His dantian which now seemed like a small red ball, was completely different in form from that of the others because of the blood-red layer that encompassed it spherically, blocking off leakages and dispersals of any energy that would be stored in it.
When Xiao Lin saw this, he became crazily excited.
The happiness that began to exude from him could be perceived flowing out of his body in boundless amounts.
"So I can still become a cultivator?" Xiao Lin questioned himself with his mind spinning from immense happiness.
"Now that I am a first-layer Spiritual Ascendant, I need cultivation manuals to be able to cultivate and increase the level of my cultivation" Xiao Lin said ecstatically.
Since he was a now a cultivator, he could sense what level he had reached in his cultivation.
Then when he recalled in the next instant how he arrived here, his eyes shone with a chilling and ominous blood-red light which totally dimmed in the next moment, returning his eyes to normal.
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If anyone stood before him and saw that frightening light that had abruptly surfaced in his eyes and then receded in the next instant, they would have a feeling that he was some rare and unique red-eyed Demon King that had crossed over to their world from the vast Demon Continent.
"Zhang Feng, Shou Wen and the insignificant others, I will come for you very soon. Get ready to hand over your puny souls to me" Xiao Lin said with a glow of unmatched viciousness in his eyes.
He then decided to climb out of the crater which was many meters deep.
***
After painfully pushing his arms wrist-deep into the walls of the crater that he was in to give himself anchorage so that he could bring himself out of the crater, a few hours later, he climbed out of the crater.
He looked at his hands and saw that they had been badly bruised.
He only shook his head and was about to think of where to go from here when the pain that he felt a moment ago disappeared.
"Huh?!" He questioningly exclaimed.
Then when he looked at his hands, he saw that all the bruises that he had sustained from forcefully digging his hands into the sides of the crater had surprisingly disappeared without a trace.
He then became amazed again.
"Wow!" He couldn't help but utter with his mind now reeling in great astonishment.
"So I can regenerate too without healing pills? This is great" He said happily.
He then calmed his mind and walked into a random direction to leave where he was.
***
Deep within a mountain...
When that blinding blood-red light appeared and spread out like a blanket to cover the skies of numerous regions in this world, an exceedingly powerful being who had a towering figure and had a thick and resplendent, roiling aura of formidable sharpness boundlessly exude from his body like he was the physical representation of sharpness itself, was slumbering in a cave that was extremely deep in one of the numerous tall mountains that were in the place Xiao Lin crashed into from his great plummet.
Then the slumbering being who looked very human was compelled to wake by the powerful earth-trembling howl that first appeared before the ominous blood-red light surfaced and spread out to cover many regions, dying everything in them in it blood-red color.
His eyes then sharply glinted because of what he felt from that blood-red light.
"What an incredibly powerful and shocking fiendish phenomenon. But why did that suddenly appear? And it seems very close to this place. I must know this person. Only this person is completely worthy of receiving my Doom and Sorrow legacy. Haha!... Cough! Cough! Cough!..." The being gladly said and laughed raucously. But he began to cough out large mouthfuls of blood in the next instant.
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