Jiang Chen suddenly spat up a mouthful of blood. An incredibly oppressive feeling welled up in his chest, making him extremely uncomfortable.
Even taking the Purple Gold Quality, Third-Grade Qi Leveling Pill he had refined had no effect.
A Qi Balancing Pill was supposed to help a Martial Cultivator quickly enter the optimal state for Cultivation, their mind becoming as calm as still water.
But now, the pill had no effect whatsoever.
The agitation left Jiang Chen at a loss.
'What in the world is wrong?'
Jiang Chen had never encountered a situation like this. He was extremely anxious, and the more he thought about it, the more unsettled he became. It felt as if someone was relentlessly tormenting him from within his own mind.
Finally, driven by his restlessness, Jiang Chen left his room and went out into the manor's courtyard.
He tried to calm himself, but found he still felt restless and uneasy.
'I'm a Martial King. This shouldn't be happening to me.'
