"I wonder how it is outside. Were there any coincidences this time?" Wang Xuan muttered to himself while leaning against the rough pool wall. His spiritual body was extensively charred. He soaked in the steaming liquid of silver light as he regained his spirit.1

The charred old skin on his body continued to peel off, marking another shedding of his spirit layer. His spirit gained new life as he officially succeeded in breaking through to the eighth stage!0

"It's addictive. Experiencing both pain and pleasure, I've advanced again." This feeling was truly complex, after going through the hellish trials that made him endure excruciating pain.1

But as he calmed down and lay there, everything became wonderful again. His whole body relaxed and experienced an ultimate enjoyment. When he opened his eyes, beams of silver light shot out, but in the deepest depths of his eyes, there were also strange symbols flashing and disappearing. That was the red substance, the clouds of light, transforming into fire, thunder, calamity, refining his spiritual body bit by bit. Finally, he absorbed and refined every strand, making it his own.0

A red symbol appeared in the depths of his spiritual eyes. It followed the movement of him closing and opening his eyes, weaving mysterious...0