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Chapter 149 Dan Devouring Failure

Suddenly, a blue Qi spot appeared on his forehead, and then a blue line made of Qi gradually appeared on his chest.

"Is this... the Qi route map of the Tang Sect's Dan Shi?" Ye Qing was stunned as he watched from the side, secretly amazed in his heart.

As the blue lines appeared, the blue Qi point on his forehead also began to extend downward. Like a nimble snake, the Qi point slowly crawled down Tang Miaoxing's face and neck. Before long, the line extending from the Qi point reached Tang Miaoxing's chest, connecting with the blue lines there.

At this moment, Tang Miaoxing's face turned extremely pale, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He clenched his teeth, enduring unspeakable pain and torture.

Afterwards, this extended Qi line continued to move forward and went straight to Tang Miaoxing's Dantian.

There, the Qi lines began to condense and swirl, gradually converging into a spiral pattern.

The Qi line on the front chest and the extended line later together constitute the Qi route map of Tangmen Danshi.

At this point, Tang Miaoxing's body had reached its limit. He felt as if his internal organs were being torn apart by this powerful force, the pain unbearable. But he still gritted his teeth and persevered, refusing to give up.

The Qi in Tang Miaoxing's body flowed slowly along the trajectory of Dan Shi, and finally reached perfection. Then he took a deep breath and entered the stage of refining Qi.

At this moment, the Qi lines wrapped around his body seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand. The Qi lines became thicker and thicker, and finally gathered into a surging Qi river, winding across the surface of his body.

However, as time passed quietly, the gathered Qi River did not undergo the expected transformation.

Even the Qi point on Tang Miaoxing's forehead had tiny cracks at this moment, and it looked like it could collapse at any time.

"Tang Xin, Zhang Wang, Qiu Shan, and everyone in the Tang Clan."

Tang Miaoxing's voice was intermittent due to the pain, but it was still deep and powerful, penetrating every inch of Tang Zhong.

"I, Tang Miaoxing, have no other wishes in this life. I only hope that the Tang Sect can flourish in your hands and that all my hard work will not go to waste."

As soon as the words fell, silence fell in Tang Tomb, and everyone felt like a heavy stone was pressing on their hearts.

Tang Miaoxing's words sounded like a dying instruction, giving people an ominous premonition.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that his lips were almost bleeding, and sweat dripped down his forehead. His heavy breathing sounded in the silent Tang Tomb, like a candle in the wind, swaying gracefully, but likely to go out at any time.

Seeing Tang Miaoxing's painful struggle, all the inner disciples present showed pity on their faces. They slowly stood up, walked towards Tang Miaoxing with heavy steps, and sat down cross-legged.

Witnessing the failure and death of the Danshi heir with their own eyes is their respect for the head of the sect and the heir.

Zhang Wang's choice was even more direct. He bent his knees and knelt heavily beside Tang Miaoxing.

Seeing this, Tao Tao coughed lightly and then knelt down. Her action inspired the outer disciples around her to kneel on the ground as well, as if to observe a moment of silence for Tang Miaoxing!

Ye Qing stood aside, scanning all this with sharp eyes, and he knew in his heart that there was a problem with Dan Shi's inheritance.

Although Ye Qing also wanted to help Tang Miaoxing detoxify Dan Shi right now, he also knew that now was not the best time for him to take action.

Only by letting everyone witness the pain that Tang Miaoxing endured can the Tang Sect disciples truly understand the dangers of inheriting Danxie, and only then can the secret of Tang Sect Danxie be made public, so that Tang Miaoxing's painstaking planning will not be in vain.

Zhang Chulan and others stood aside, watching the scene in front of them, feeling mixed emotions and very bitter.

Zhang Chulan whispered to Zhang Wang, "Do we... need to leave?"

Zhang Wang was extremely excited. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes red as he roared, "Don't leave! Watch right here! If you dare to go against the will of the Tang Sect leader and leave without permission, then from now on, the Tang Sect and you will be enemies forever!"

Before Zhang Wang finished speaking, Tang Miaoxing's body began to tremble violently again. His expression was distorted to the extreme, and every inch of his skin was suffering from unspeakable pain.

He struggled to stay sitting, but the inhuman torture almost made him collapse. His hands unconsciously rubbed his temples, and cold sweat slid down like a spring, soaking his clothes.

"Ah..." Tang Miaoxing finally let out an uncontrollable moan, the voice full of despair and helplessness.

As the pain deepened, his lips were bitten until they bled, but he still couldn't suppress the pain that surged from the depths of his soul.

Finally, Tang Miaoxing couldn't bear it anymore. He suddenly opened his mouth wide and let out a deafening roar: "Wow——"

The voice contained endless pain and unwillingness, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

At this moment, Tang Miaoxing's expression became hideous and ferocious, and his body began to twist uncontrollably, as if being torn apart by an invisible force.

His eyes were tightly closed, tears and sweat mixed together, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the cold ground.

The Tang Sect disciples around were all terrified when they saw this scene. They had never seen such a horrific sight, nor had they ever felt such intense despair and helplessness.

Seeing Tang Miaoxing struggling in pain on the ground, his hands clenched into fists, his nails almost digging into his palms, he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Help me..."

The voice was filled with endless despair and pleading, echoing in the empty hall, like a wail in the cold wind, making people feel cold.

The Tang Sect disciples who were watching also had pain on their faces. They couldn't bear to see their leader struggling in such pain, but they were helpless because they couldn't bring themselves to kill their elder.

The Tang Sect disciples clenched their fists tightly, their nails digging deep into their palms, but they were powerless and could only watch their leader struggle in pain.

The air was filled with an atmosphere of depression and despair. Everyone's breathing became heavy and difficult, as if even the air had solidified.

Tang Miaoxing's screams rose one after another, echoing in the empty Tang Tomb.

He struggled to wriggle his body, trying to find some relief, but the excruciating pain left him powerless to struggle. He could only lie helplessly on the cold ground, his eyes filled with pleading: "Who can... who can help me end this..."

Seeing his senior brother in such pain, Zhang Wang felt a sharp pain in his heart. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and helplessness. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and looked at Ye Qing.

Didn’t Ye Qing say before that there might be a way to save senior brother? He must have a way. Senior brother will be fine. Senior brother will definitely be fine!