Wang Xuan wanted to roll over on the ground in so much pain. The strands of his spirit that were spreading out felt like being cut into pieces. No matter how he focused his thoughts, it was of no use.

Even when he thought of the red-dressed fairy dancing passionately, he didn't want to watch it anymore. He just wanted to scream and shout in pain.

"I want to punch the fake Lao Zhang!" He was dazed by the burning red light. Wrapped in the God-Slaying Flag, he tossed around here, performing various physical techniques to release the pressure on himself.

At this point, he tried various ways to divert his attention, but none of them worked.

He thought of the Sword Fairy, who was chubby and looked about ten years old. After pinching her chubby little face several times, it seemed... not so fragrant anymore.

He was burning with ecstasy and seeing red light everywhere, he thought of several treasures and looked forward to the future.

He stood on the Xiaoyao Boat, holding the Feathered Banner, traveling through the highest spiritual world. The health furnace placed on the bow of the boat emitted auspicious clouds and automatically picked heavenly medicine...

However, it was still useless. He wrapped himself in the flag and performed a "death roll" in the dim land outside the red clouds. He was about to collapse and shouted, "It hurts so much!"

He felt like his head was about to explode. Even though there was no blood or flesh now, he felt as if his brains were about to flow out of all his orifices. It was so damn painful.

"In the land of nothingness, are there any living people or monsters? Come out and fight!" In order to distract himself, he tried every possible way.

At this moment, he wanted to challenge the entire universe and fight all over the world. The severe pain of his mind being torn apart made his courage surge, and he wanted to fight the female alchemist in a duel.

"This whole world belongs to the king. This whole world belongs to the king, my land! Come on, who dares to fight me?"

Wang Xuan himself felt that he was suffering from schizophrenia. His consciousness was hazy due to the burn, and his whole body seemed to be about to explode. If he continued like this, he would really die.

The silver substance he brought with him was almost used up. At this moment, he had reached his limit, and that gorgeous red glow was gradually invading his spiritual body.

You can’t play with fire anymore. It’s not a failure if you can persist to the limit. This not only tested his will, but also tempered his spirit. He turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.

Plop!

He was like a meteor crashing into the pool of life. The red light on his body gradually went out and was driven out.

At this moment, in the real world, even the miniature version of the Sword Fairy in the barren mountains was affected, and the amplitude here was larger, and the mountains seemed to shake.

She was shaken awake, groggily muttering, "Damn it! Can't I sleep anymore?"

"I almost died just now?" When Wang Xuan woke up completely, he felt a sense of fear. The red mist spread into his soul and almost burned him through.

Looking closely, his mental power had various "burn marks", and some places were eroded beyond recognition, looking like they were burnt.

The only thing to be thankful for was that before fighting against Hongxia, he absorbed a large amount of silver substance, and his spirit contained infinite vitality, which helped him resist the power of destruction.

Otherwise, with his way of courting disaster, he might really be strangled to death by the red light, and the process would be extremely dangerous!

However, his spiritual body was "charred", and he suddenly felt that without the help of the Pool of Life, the burnt parts of his body were also giving off wisps of life.

He stood up and stepped on the rough surface of the pool and found that it was indeed the case. The painful ordeal had stimulated some active power in his spiritual consciousness.

"What's going on?" He was in a daze for a moment. After being strangled by the red glow, how could a new life be born?

He was lost in thought for a moment. This situation, this experience, seemed familiar, as if he had heard of it before.

Yes, he suddenly remembered, his face unnatural, and said: "Is this... similar to the lightning-struck wood?"

He was speechless for a while. He was close to the human body and the wood struck by lightning. Like a big tree struck by lightning in a rainstorm, it survived the disaster and remained alive.

"I have become a rare material, which means I am priceless?" He looked down at his dark self.

Whether in ancient times or in the present world, whether it is the extraordinary people or the powerful and wealthy among ordinary people, they all have the habit of collecting lightning-struck wood, and the prices are outrageously high.

"I can be considered to have become a talent through self-cultivation!"

Wang Xuan gritted his teeth, endured the pain, stood above the pool and observed himself. The breath of new life filled the air, and after the red glow dissipated, he was indeed healing.

Experiencing inhuman torture was undoubtedly an extremely harsh training. What he had faced not long ago was even worse than that of the so-called ascetics.

When the vitality gradually slowed down and dissipated, Wang Xuan found that there were still some "burnt" areas, but he found that after being injured, he gradually recovered and his spirit seemed to be more resilient.

"Enduring endless pain and sharpening oneself in a situation close to death, this kind of extreme training is indeed effective and very training."

But this method is undoubtedly very... exhausting, and it can easily lead to the destruction of one's own body, which is not something that ordinary people can endure.

Even if you are fearless and not afraid of death, you are not suitable to enter. If anyone else dared to temper his spirit in this way, he would have been exhausted long ago.

He returned to the pool once again, using the incomparable vitality here to nourish himself, replenish his vitality, and eliminate various hidden dangers until his spirit was shed.

Wang Xuan was certain that if he continued in this way, he would definitely be able to advance to the next level, and it would not be as simple as just breaking through.

"If I come here a few more times and continue to experience the experience of 'Lightning-Struck Wood', I will most likely be able to reach the later stages of the next realm!"

He recovered from his injuries here, cleansed the "burn marks", and became more energetic and stronger. In the outside world, his flesh and blood were also burnt a little, and now some of his skin is peeling off, silver light is flowing, and his vitality is extremely strong.

His vision came true. He replaced the supermatter in a radical way. Although his physical body was damaged at first, it eventually attracted a trace of silver light.

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