Rebirth As A Human Cauldron

Qin Duan thought he had long forgotten the taste of pain. But at the moment when his primordial spirit shattered, he still experienced an indescribable agony that made every pore tremble. This pain originated from within, as if countless knives were tearing him apart from his internal organs to his soul. Even his breath carried a sweet scent of blood. Wide-eyed, Qin Duan looked up at the lingering heavenly tribulation and roiling dark clouds above him as his body rapidly plummeted downward. With his consciousness gradually fading, he knew he had failed to overcome the tribulation. Having experienced ninety-eight thunder tribulations since cultivating the demonic path for over a thousand ye...