Published: February 24, 2025
Suddenly, ten streams of primordial chaos divine liquid soared from the vast liquid surface like ten flood dragons rising into the sky, creating a magnificent aura as they rapidly circled around Tan Yun.
As the aura surged, it reached the sky, swirling around Tan Yun at an astonishing speed.
The swirling energy transformed into fine streams of liquid that continuously penetrated Tan Yun's forehead, traveling down his neck towards his spine…
A sound of unbearable pain echoed through the dim space of the tower.
Tan Yun's facial features twisted in agony, his eyes bloodshot, and his whole body began to tremble violently.
Soon after, as Tan Yun sat cross-legged, blood flowed profusely from his back, pieces of shattered flesh began to fall away, and before long, his spine, stained with blood, was fully exposed!
“Crack, crack…”
In the next moment, the spine, piercing through his back, began to shatter like ceramics from the upper end at the nape of his neck, and the cracks spread towards his waist!
Without the support of his spine, Tan Yun collapsed to the ground, the intense pain ravaging through every nerve in his body, blood seeping from his seven orifices, his contorted features resembling a demon emerging from hell!
In the midst of pain that was unbearable for ordinary people, Tan Yun’s spine shattered into fragments that fell to the ground.
“Primordial chaos divine liquid, refine me!” Tan Yun roared, as streams of primordial chaos divine liquid slowly gushed out from the back of his neck, rapidly forming a liquid spine.
Then, starting from his waist, the liquid spinal structure began to solidify at an imperceptible speed towards the nape of his neck.
This was the primordial chaos divine liquid, reshaping his bones!
The process of reshaping was increasingly painful and the speed was extremely slow…
Tan Yun, anticipating the completion of his bone reshaping, curled up on the ground, shivering, enduring the torment, which gradually faded into oblivion under the passage of time…
Days dragged on like years, and after enduring a full hundred days, Tan Yun’s spine was finally reshaped.
In great pain, he had already lost consciousness…
Lying sideways on the ground, curled up, his protruding spine emitted a faint golden halo, signifying something sacred.
He gasped, wiping away the dried blood from his seven orifices, and suddenly felt a tickling sensation on his spinal structure, like tender sprouts breaking through the shackles of spring mud, emerging from the soil.
Before long, blood began to generate from the spine enveloped in golden light…
Flesh was forming from the blood…
He was restoring the flesh that he had lost on his back…
Three and a half months later.
When Tan Yun completely refined the ten streams of primordial chaos divine liquid from the primordial world, he had completed the reorganization of his flesh!
This meant he had reached the final step of the primordial chaos dominance body second stage major achievement. From now on, he only needed to enter the ninth layer of the fetal soul realm and refine the bones below his neck to thoroughly finish the second stage major achievement, thus stepping into the second stage pinnacle!
“Crack, crack… crunch…”
Due to Tan Yun maintaining a curled posture for almost half a year, whenever he slightly moved, the restructured bones on his back would emit mechanical, rigid sounds.
After a half-hour of stretching his limbs, Tan Yun finally resumed normal movement.
“Whoosh!”
With a smile on his face, he leaped up, releasing his spiritual sense to the fullest, like an invisible beam of light, shooting up from the top of the 108-layer pagoda!
Five thousand zhang… ten thousand zhang… thirty thousand zhang… it quickly surpassed the previous forty-six thousand six hundred sixty-six zhang, finally stopping at sixty-three thousand three hundred zhang!
It is well known that the stronger a cultivator's soul, the stronger their spiritual sense, and the wider their coverage area.