Boom! Suddenly, a crimson glow erupted from Wu Yuan's body. Countless red particles flowed across his skin, enveloping him completely in a brilliant, radiant shroud. 0

Whoosh~ Within the hall on the second floor of the black pagoda, innumerable red motes of light materialized out of thin air, surging madly into his body. His aura grew increasingly terrifying, his imposing presence ever stronger.0

These countless red motes began restoring Wu Yuan's body refiner self's nearly shattered Yuan Soul and spirit at an astonishing rate. His speed of recovery was boosted to a hundred, a thousand times faster than before.0

Blissful. Truly blissful. Wu Yuan couldn't help but moan instinctively, the sensation overwhelmingly pleasant. The unprecedented pressure and torment rapidly dissipated, as if all suffering and bitterness had given way to pleasure and sweetness.4

Have I succeeded? No, it's not completely over yet. Wu Yuan's body refiner self could finally spare some mental energy to ponder these matters.0

In the thousands of years prior, he had been consumed with enduring the waves of crushing pressure and had no capacity for thought. Now, at last, he could think.0

Even if I haven't succeeded, I must have passed through the most difficult phase. Wu Yuan...0