102: Chapter 102 Resuscitation from Coma, Awakening and Cultivation

Blood streamed down Hun Tiandi's entire body. His flesh was riddled with countless wounds and fissures; his bones were shattered, and his meridians were severed...

At this moment, if he were awake, he would surely discover that this silver-haired beauty was a peerless celestial maiden who even surpassed Yu Xiao.

"Never has anyone desecrated me. Only your blood can wash away the filth you have brought."

Killing intent filled the silver-haired celestial maiden's delicate brows as she stepped out of the hot spring water.

Droplets of water fell from her snow-white, crystalline jade feet, shimmering with a breathtaking allure under the sunlight.

With a wave of her jade hand, a silver-white robe flew up, imprinted with threads of mysterious patterns that moved as if they had a life of their own, draping over her to cover her perfect body.

Looking up, it felt as if one were seeing a medicinal garden. The silver-haired celestial maiden's attire was the epitome of luxury.

"Hmph, having seen my body, how can I let you continue to live?"

There was no concealment of the killing intent in her beautiful eyes. How important a woman's chastity was, even on the Fighting Qi Continent, and even among powerful humans, there existed rules that could not be desecrated.

Anyone who is a lecher is absolutely despised by everyone.

The silver-haired celestial maiden stepped forward and appeared before Hun Tiandi. She slowly raised her fair hand, where powerful Fighting Qi crackled and flowed across her fingertips, surging with a destructive aura.

In that jade hand, a crystalline light emerged, appearing as the most violent brilliance.

"Hehehe, kid, should I say you are lucky or unlucky, to have provoked such a terrifying woman..."

Elder Dan gloated, calling out strangely in succession.

That cold jade hand slammed onto Hun Tiandi's chest with a single palm strike.

The moment it struck his chest, an extremely tyrannical force strangely drilled into his body, a force containing immense destructive power.

"Eh, you are actually still alive? This is... the power of space? How could this lecher be eroded by the power of space, raging within his body?"

When the silver-haired celestial maiden's jade hand covered his chest, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she had sensed something unusual.

His entire body's flesh and blood were under the ravages of the power of space, creating a powerful destructive force.

Puchi! Hun Tiandi, embedded in the stone wall, spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as paper, his green robes were long since tattered, his body was stained with blood, and his breathing was extremely faint.

If not for the slight rise and fall of his chest, anyone would have mistaken him for a corpse.

"Save me..."

After a long time, the blood-covered corpse's eyes trembled slightly, and then his tightly closed eyes opened a crack.

A wisp of faint fragrance lingered in his nose, and seeing the blurry silver figure before him, he struggled to spit out two words.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, thinking: "Where the hell did this damned spatial storm dump me? Is this still the Central Plains?"

This figure was none other than Hun Tiandi, who had escaped from the spatial wormhole.

At that time, just as he was about to exit, he was struck by a spatial storm a zhang long. The violent power of space entered his body, causing frantic destruction and ravage.

"Hum..." "Ah..."

Suddenly, Hun Tiandi roared loudly. The violent power of space within him caused wisps of silver light to appear on his skin, and his eyes widened in rage.

It seemed as if he couldn't bear it, as if in the next second, he would be tortured to death by the power of space.

Pain, it was extremely painful. His body was going numb, as if it had already lost sensation, and it kept spreading. Hun Tiandi desperately wanted to struggle free from the stone wall.

With Hun Tiandi's willpower, he could completely endure it, but he chose to roar out loud.

It was not only to vent his pain, but also to call out to the silver-haired woman before him, hoping she would be willing to act and pry him off the stone wall.

Furthermore, it was intensely painful.

Boom... The next moment, the silver-haired woman's delicate brows furrowed, seemingly hesitating whether to act and save this little thief who had desecrated her.

After pondering for a moment, she curled her five fingers, and a terrifying suction force erupted from her palm, prying Hun Tiandi from the stone wall.

He fell heavily to the ground and spat out more blood, smiling bitterly: "Heartless woman..."

At this moment, Hun Tiandi's roars came to an abrupt halt. Waves of intense pain attacked his entire body, as if he were being sliced by ten thousand swords. Relying on his tenacious willpower, he still endured it.

His whole body trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and endured.

For a time, the silver power of space flickered on Hun Tiandi's body. A massive amount of spatial energy enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, he became a silver figure.

Countless amounts of spatial energy coiled around him like venomous snakes, as if Hun Tiandi were soaking in a hot spring.

The spatial energy on his body was too dense. Before he could even open his mouth to make a sound, wisps of silver light sprayed from his mouth.

"Teacher, is there... any way... to expel the spatial energy?"

Hun Tiandi asked with difficulty while spitting out spatial energy. The veins on his forehead bulged, and blue smoke rose from his hair...

"Sigh, the power of space is something that experts at the Dou Zong level can barely manipulate a trace of, while Dou Zun experts can fully control it, as easily as moving their own arms."

"But I no longer have a physical body, and my soul power has been depleted too much. Less than one in a thousand of my strength remains, so I am powerless against this spatial energy."

Elder Dan said helplessly. If he were at his peak, he could disperse it with a wave of his hand.

The silver-haired woman radiated coldness as she just watched the silver-glowing youth on the ground struggling.

She had absolutely no intention of intervening, muttering to herself: "It won't be too late to act after torturing him a bit."

It was the seventh day. Hun Tiandi had been constantly enduring the erosion of the spatial energy, gritting his teeth the whole time, without eating or drinking for seven days.

Even if one ate and drank every day, an ordinary person could not withstand the destruction of the spatial energy piercing through their entire body.

Hun Tiandi even felt that his Fighting Qi had undergone subtle changes.

It had been purified at least several dozen times. Although the quantity of Fighting Qi was decreasing, its quality was extremely high, even purer than before.

Misfortune and fortune are intertwined; Hun Tiandi endured this inhuman torture.

As long as he could survive this ordeal, there would definitely be some unexpected gains.

Seven days? Hun Tiandi's eyelids were somewhat heavy, and illusions appeared in his eyes. Just as he was about to close his eyes, he recalled something in his hallucinations.

"What intoxicating power... A figure with blood-red hair stood proudly between heaven and earth, as if a demon had descended..."

"It seems you are not of one mind with me... Wisps of black flames condensed in Hun Tiandi's palm, turning into a burning fire... Void Swallowing Flame."

"To celebrate me becoming the first Dou Di expert in these ten thousand years, hand over your Origin Flame to me... Come here, you!"

"Remember this day, for it is the time of my, Hun Tiandi's, ascension to the rank of Dou Di!"

"Upon ascending to Dou Di, I lacked a mount. With a wave of my hand, Zhu Kun, who had transformed into a dragon, was stepped under my feet..."

In the hallucination, it was the moment of Hun Tiandi's ascension. For a moment, Hun Tiandi seemed to relax. Under the painful torture, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he were about to give up resistance.

Just at this moment, the hallucination suddenly changed.

Hun Tiandi, who looked down upon the world, sat cross-legged on a blood lotus. His pair of scarlet eyes and blood-red hair moved without wind as he overlooked the Central Plains.

Suddenly, thousands of magma appeared in the sky, and magnificent flames filled the blood-colored sky, evaporating much of the blood-colored mist.

"Has Xiao Yan succeeded?" the experts of the Heavenly Mansion Alliance said excitedly.

Suddenly, a black-robed figure appeared, his entire aura concealed, with no surging Fighting Qi fluctuations, just like Hun Tiandi.