"If you can't even withstand this pain, what kind of man are you?"
The giant dragon looked down on Tang Rao, blatantly and from the inside out.
After Tang Rao endured the first drop of blood mist, a second drop of Dragon Blood transformed into mist once again enveloped him, and the intense pain was even worse than before.
Tens of thousands of ants gnawed at Tang Rao's blood, eating his flesh, eroding him bit by bit, without giving him a chance to resist.
His whole body was hot, painful, and steaming, but this time, Tang Rao stubbornly didn't utter a sound.
The giant dragon found it incredible; the second drop of blood offers the most apparent restorative and nourishing effects, the step that could make life worse than death, ten times more painful than opening the meridians with the first drop. Even sometimes the giant dragon could hardly bear such pain, and it couldn't believe Tang Rao felt no pain.
