Xu Yanli withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at those chaotic images.
The chaotic light before his brow shuddered violently, then began spinning faster and faster, growing brighter and brighter until it became a streak of light and shot straight into his brow.
It hadn't disappeared. It had completely fused with him.
The divinity had merged entirely into his soul.
That Soul Bone around his eye had finally transformed completely, becoming a true Eye of God.
The Eye of Judgment.
Xu Yanli closed his eyes, felt the gentle warmth coming from his brow, and slowly breathed out a mouthful of stale air.
He had finally passed the First Altar.
He didn't even have time to catch his breath before the second wave of agony struck.
This time, it wasn't his eye socket that hurt. It was his right arm.
More precisely, it was the Soul Bone inside his right arm.
The Soul Bone the 200,000-year-old Black Dragon had sacrificed to him was slowly peeling away from his right arm bone.
It wasn't being forcibly torn off. It was being tempered again and again.
The mortal bone was being refined into a true Divine Bone.
The pain shot up his right arm to his shoulder, then spread throughout his body. It felt as though countless tiny knives were scraping at his bones, again and again, each stroke piercing to the marrow.
Xu Yanli clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.
He had long since grown used to pain.
The Thunder Domain in the secret realm striking his body, the desperate fighting in the Evil Eye Battlefield, and the agony of his eye bone's transformation just moments ago—every scar on his body bore witness to the steps he had taken to reach this point.
This little pain was nothing.
The instant