The Art and the Slave (1)

The several people advanced with daggers. As they got closer, Lu Sheng could feel a similar effect on his body as what had happened to his palm. His skin started turning transparent.

'Did I also get contaminated?' He couldn't be sure. He still hadn't understood what sort of place the World of Pain was, but he was sure of one thing.

And that was that that place had to be extremely dangerous.

"Aah!!" Suddenly, Sima Xiu jumped at him.

Lu Sheng lifted his foot and kicked him to the ground. Then he flicked two accurate beams of True Qi and shot through his Black Membrane, shattering both his kneecaps and elbows.

Sima Xiu wriggled on the ground, unable to get up. Lu Sheng's True Qi had locked his joints, preventing him from regrowing the flesh there and healing.

Lu Sheng did the exact same thing with the other two. But, he noticed that the True Qi he kept in their bodies was depleting faster and faster.