Chapter 226 - 82

Chapter 82 Trial and ErrorPain! Too painful!His head felt as if it were being pierced by millions of steel needles at the same time, and the intense pain surged straight to the crown of his head.Ye Feng frowned tightly, his mouth slightly open, and blood foam mixed with saliva flowed onto the ground.He could clearly feel the burning pain coming from all over his body.The intense pain made his hands and feet twitch uncontrollably, and blood continuously flowed from the wounds, forming a pool of blood on the ground.Excessive blood loss caused Ye Feng's brain to feel dizzy, everything went black before his eyes, and he almost passed out.Ye Feng forced himself to stay conscious, adjusted his body, sat cross-legged on the ground, and took out bandages and medicinal powder from his spirit tool.He sprinkled the hemostatic medicinal powder on his body, but unfortunately Ye Feng had never thought that he would suffer such a large area of trauma, and the hemostatic medicine he carried was very little.Even if he used it all, it could only cover half of the wounds. Ye Feng could only use it sparingly, applying it only to areas with dense and shallow blood vessels, such as his neck and wrists.Then he used bandages to wrap himself like a mummy, leaving only his eyes and nose exposed.After finishing all this, his tense nerves relaxed, and unable to hold on any longer, he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep....He did not know how much time had passed when Ye Feng woke up from his slumber.Lying on the ground and looking up at the sky, he could only see a thick sea of blood mist.A burning sensation came from all parts of his body, along with a faint itch. He knew this was a signal that his wounds were healing."Gurgle～"Just at this moment, a gurgling sound came from Ye Feng's stomach.This was hardly surprising; he did not know how long he had been unconscious, and wound healing naturally consumed energy, so feeling hungry was normal.Ye Feng struggled to sit up. Even without removing the bandages, he could feel the scabs covering his entire body.These scabs covered his whole body, making it extremely inconvenient for Ye Feng to move, as if he were wrapped in a fragile shell, and he could only move carefully.He took out food, and while eating, he recalled the experience of entering the blood mist.He had not encountered any living creatures or mechanisms. What caused his current injuries was the boundless blood mist condensed from killing intent.Facing his current predicament, Ye Feng also did not know what to do.He could only sit quietly in place, recovering from his injuries while searching his mind for countermeasures.In this space, apart from the blood mist and Ye Feng, there was nothing else.Inside the spirit tool, there were only the corpses of primeval exotic beasts, food, medicine, and water sources.As for the Immortal Herb, Ye Feng had hidden it in the basement of his home and had not brought it out.Under this circumstance, wanting to get out was very difficult.Ye Feng thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of any useful method.On the contrary, the wounds on his body had mostly healed.Although the wounds looked fierce and terrifying, most of them were just superficial trauma, injuring at most the muscles and tendons.With Ye Feng's physical recovery speed, he could recover in just a day or two.This was also Ye Feng's only way to judge time.There were no sun, moon, or other reference objects in this space, making time disorder very likely.It would cause problems with a person's sense of time; it was possible that only a day had passed, but subjectively it felt like a week had passed.Therefore, recording time was very necessary.After waiting for a period of time until his wounds healed completely, Ye Feng removed the bandages, revealing his newly grown skin that was as delicate and fair as a baby's.Thinking was not as good as doing; since his body had fully recovered, Ye Feng began continuous trials.At first, Ye Feng intended to use Buddhas Light to resist the blood mist. He attached Buddhas Light to the surface of his body and rushed into the blood mist.As a result, before he had taken a few steps, Buddhas Light was suppressed by the high-density killing intent, and after two seconds, it completely dissipated.Ye Feng once again fled back in a sorry state.Summary: Buddhas Light could resist killing intent, but it was too weak and could only last for two seconds.Two days later, Ye Feng had recovered. He covered his whole body with Buddhas Light and mental force together, and rushed into the blood mist.Two seconds later, Buddhas Light dissipated, and mental force directly collided with the killing intent. The intense killing intent poured straight into Ye Feng's mind along with the mental force, almost making him pass out right there.But it also helped him resist for another second.Summary: mental force could help resist the blood mist for one second, but it would cause extreme damage to the brain, so use with caution.mental force injury was exceptionally long to recover from; at least for a short time, Ye Feng did not dare to use it a second time.Three days later, Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the blood mist in the air.During his previous two adventures, he had not been able to see the boundary of the blood mist.This time, he wanted to try the thickness of the blood mist in the air.If the blood mist was relatively shallow, even if he couldn't get out, he could pass through the blood mist and observe the width and thickness of the blood mist all around.The blood mist above his head was only ten meters away from Ye Feng. This distance was a piece of cake for Ye Feng.Ye Feng squatted down and lightly jumped in place a few times to measure the force needed for takeoff.He couldn't turn around in the air, and falling could only rely on gravity.If the jumping force was too great and he stayed in the blood mist for too long, it was very likely that before he landed, he would be shredded into blood foam by the killing intent.4 seconds was the longest time Ye Feng could stay in the blood mist after attaching Buddhas Light.After calculating the distance and force of the jump, Ye Feng's legs bent slightly, his leg muscles suddenly tightened, and he shot himself out like a cannonball.Four seconds later, the scarred Ye Feng fell down, heavily hitting the ground and fainting dead away.Summary: The thickness of the top blood mist was likewise unfathomable.Three days later, Ye Feng woke up from his coma, rubbed his stinging head, and sat up."I was careless, I didn't adjust my posture well; I should have landed on all fours."As soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.Lowering his head to look at his own body, it was delicate, smooth, and intact.Ye Feng stood up and only then discovered that there was a large pool of blood where he had just been lying, roughly amounting to the bleeding volume of a bathtub.The blood had dried completely, and scabs that had fallen off Ye Feng's body were scattered on top of it.Ye Feng didn't care about the blood clots stained on his body, but instead looked at the blood stains on the ground with a shocked expression.This amount of bleeding undoubtedly injured the main aorta.But the problem wasn't here; rather, how did he survive?The total amount of blood in an average adult male's body accounts for about 7% to 8% of body weight, usually between 4 liters and 6 liters.A single bleeding volume exceeding 20% of the whole body could trigger shock and endanger life.Ye Feng was a Spirit Master whose Spirit was the body itself. His cultivation was high and his constitution was powerful, but even he couldn't withstand such a huge amount of bleeding.Carrying his doubts, Ye Feng stretched his muscles and bones on the spot, throwing punches and kicking, his movements smooth without a trace of sluggishness. His body was extremely healthy, without any hidden injuries or sequelae."That's not right; there is only me here, and these blood stains could only come from me. I must have overlooked something."In this space, there was only the killing intent and himself, and Asura God couldn't possibly pay attention to him all the time.Excluding external objects, the thing that helped Ye Feng survive could only come from himself....Note: The capacity of a bathtub is usually between 150-300 liters.The minimum value is taken in the text, 150 liters.