Once the Heaven-Devouring Primordial Devil set the ten-year deadline, the entire Abyss Ruins began preparing for war at a feverish pace.
But Shen Fan, who was deep in the void, knew nothing of this. He was still working on his breakthrough—or, more precisely, building the reserves he needed to break through to first grade!
Three years passed in the blink of an eye.
Within the void, Shen Fan sat cross-legged like a statue for three whole years. If not for the devouring vortex above his head that blotted out the sky and never dispersed, anyone would have thought he had died in meditation!
Three years had passed, and Shen Fan had yet to take that final step, but his aura grew stronger with every passing day.
For those three years, he had been like a bottomless pit, frantically devouring the power of the void that existed everywhere around him.
Any other Second-Grade Demon Venerable, or even a First-Grade Primordial Demon, would have burst long ago after absorbing so much power of the void. Even their authority would have exploded into fireworks.
But Shen Fan had endured it through sheer force.
The Primordial Nirvana Body was like a greedy millstone, grinding down that violent power of the void bit by bit, compressing and refining it, keeping it firmly suppressed deep within his flesh.
Until today, when his body finally protested.
"I've reached the limit!"
Shen Fan examined his internal organs, already covered in fine cracks and ready to explode at any moment, yet his lips curled into a wild grin.
He had held it back for three whole years.
Now, he no longer needed to restrain it.
He closed his eyes again and sank his awareness entirely into his body.
Break!
Shen Fan roared inwardly.
He voluntarily removed the invisible shackle