Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 660: The Taibai Immortal's Pavilion!

Chapter 660: The Taibai Immortal's Pavilion¹!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

In the residence of the Wang Clan, in a room on the northwest corner, all was quiet. A young man of sixteen or seventeen years was currently sitting cross-legged on a bed, his eyes closed in cultivation. Although this man was externally young and handsome, the composure he exuded was abnormally steady, tempered, and firm, like that of a mountain.

Hissss!

White streams of smoke began to emerge from the top of the youth's head, gradually diffusing through the room.

After returning from the reward ceremony, Wang Chong had remained at home, quietly cultivating. Now that he thought about it, it had been a very long time since he had quietly cultivated like this.

As time slowly passed, streams of spiritual energy flowed in from the surroundings and entered his body, gradually strengthening his cultivation.

After some time, a change suddenly occurred. Buzz! A stream of faint red energy had mixed in with the white streams of smoke emerging from Wang Chong's head.

The atmosphere in the room transformed.

Swoosh!

Veins as thick as fingers seemed to take on a life of their own as they began to bulge out, creeping out from beneath his collar. These bulging veins were like tree roots, rapidly spreading from his collar to his neck and on to the rest of his face.

Crimson drops of sweat began to seep out from his face. Wang Chong's face began to contort and writhe, forming a most gruesome expression.

"Ah!"

Wang Chong's eyes snapped open as he let out a howl of pain. His body tilted forward, a hand stretching out to prop him up on the bed while his chest heaved for air. In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's robe became soaked, a few specks of blood faintly visible.

Wang Chong's body was trembling, but he said not a single word, gave no more howls of pain.

The room was quiet as those sweat drops tinged with blood merged together on the bed, slowly forming a puddle. After some time, once the pain in his body had somewhat faded, W

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