.....
A few hours later, Xiao Ming had an unsightly pale expression as he gritted his teeth with his eyes shut. His will had always been the catalyst for his strong perseverance till now. After unsealing the forty fifth meridian seal, the rest had voluntarily gotten more tougher as they went. The pressure bearing down on Xiao Ming after each unseal had always exponentially increased. From his colorless face, one should realize he was barely surviving this for now.
"72 heavenly meridians!"
"75 heavenly meridians"
"80 heavenly meridians"
"85 heavenly meridians"
"91 heavenly meridians"
"98 heavenly meridians"
"...Pfft!"
As soon as Xiao Ming unsealed the ninety eighth meridian, he threw up a mouthful of blood he had been containing. He hurriedly swiped his mouth clean from the bloodstain and returened solemn. His momentum surged forcefully as he approached the ninety ninth meridian seal.