The Ultimate Pain

[Now that his theory had been validated, Yu Kun no longer had any value in staying alive.]

[Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Chen picked up the short blade beside him and drove it fiercely into Yu Kun's chest.]

[Blood gushed out, quickly staining Yu Chen's hands red.]

[Only after Yu Kun had completely stopped breathing did Yu Chen slowly release his grip.]

[Then Yu Chen silently wiped the blood from his hands and turned toward the desk.]

[Purple Ganoderma Grass juice, Concentration Grass juice, and several protective medicinal liquids prepared in advance had long been laid out on the desk.]

[Yu Chen gazed quietly at those medicinal liquids, but a trace of madness gradually surfaced in his eyes.]

[Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Yu Chen could not help but mutter.]

["Yu Kun's success proves that my Martial Soul Shattering Theory is correct."]

["But that isn't enough."]

["If I want to find a way to cultivate by directly absorbing Natural Soul Power after shattering a Martial Soul..."]

["I can only experience it myself, and I have to clearly feel every change when the Martial Soul shatters."]

[By the end, nothing but madness and resolve remained in Yu Chen's eyes.]

["I want to grow stronger! I want to cultivate! I want answers!"]

["For those things, a mere life is hardly worth mentioning!"]

Seeing this, countless people outside the Sky Screen were shaken to the core.

[Salas]: Madman! This brat is utterly insane!

[Dugu Bo]: Hahaha! Good! "A mere life is hardly worth mentioning"—well said! If I could, I would truly like to meet this Yu Chen!

[Qian Renxue]: Such a gifted young man. I only hope he does not fail.

Qian Renxue possessed a god-grade Martial Soul as well as Level Twenty Innate Soul Power, so her standards had always been extremely high.

Before this, Yu Chen had been nothing more than an exceptionally talented youth in her eyes.

But at this moment, a measure of respect appeared in her eyes for the first time.

She knew very well that shattering one's Martial Soul was undoubtedly an immense torment for a Soul Master. Both body and soul would be ravaged in the process.

Yu Chen had used so many methods to ease Yu Kun's pain earlier, yet Yu Kun had still been forced unconscious by the agony.

And now, Yu Chen knew full well how dangerous the process was, yet he had voluntarily abandoned every means of alleviating the pain.

To find a way to grow stronger, he was willing to pay everything. Even death would leave him without regrets.

At that thought, Qian Renxue could not help but sigh inwardly.

"What a pity. A person like him does not exist in our world."

"Otherwise, I would certainly befriend him."

Inside the Pope's Palace.

Seeing Qian Renxue take the initiative to post a comment—and praise Yu Chen at that—rage surged through Bibi Dong's heart.

[Bibi Dong]: Hah, I thought Yu Chen was a clever man. Now it seems he is nothing but a reckless fool! He actually dares to forcibly shatter his Martial Soul without any assistance. He is simply courting death!

[Qian Renxue]: Then I hope Your Holiness will not be proven wrong shortly.

Seeing those two comments, everyone else was startled.

At the same time, many people became exceedingly curious about Qian Renxue, who dared to openly confront the Pope of Spirit Hall. Just who was she?

But curiosity was one thing. At a time like this, very few people dared to post comments.

After all, the Pope of Spirit Hall's formidable reputation was right there.

Seeing that Qian Renxue still dared to openly defy her, Bibi Dong's aura erupted at once.

Hu Liena, standing nearby, had long since grown accustomed to it.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's gaze was cold to the extreme.

Because of Yu Xiaogang, she had never held the slightest favorable opinion of Yu Chen.

Now that Qian Renxue had stepped forward to speak for Yu Chen, the disgust in her heart toward him deepened further.

Yet a moment later, Bibi Dong suddenly smiled, her smile filled with disdain.

"Really."

"Why should I bother arguing with a dead man?"

In her view, there was absolutely no way Yu Chen could survive what came next.

[Having made up his mind, Yu Chen took a deep breath and slowly sat down cross-legged.]

[The next moment, the faint, nearly invisible Martial Soul of light appeared in his palm.]

[Yu Chen lowered his head and looked at the speck of light in his hand, his gaze frighteningly calm.]

[In the next instant, he fiercely mobilized the last remaining Soul Power within him, abruptly clenching all five fingers!]

["Shatter!"]

[In an instant, the entire basement fell silent.]

[Then Yu Chen's body suddenly trembled.]

[An indescribable agony swept through his entire body in a single instant.]

[It did not feel as though he had been pierced by blades or swords.]

[It felt more as if an invisible giant hand had seized both his body and soul, then slowly ripped them apart while he was still alive!]

[In that instant, Yu Chen's face turned pale as paper. Veins bulged one after another on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth began twitching uncontrollably.]

[Yet he did not scream.]

[He merely clenched his teeth tightly, letting his gums split as blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth.]

[But that had only been the beginning!]

[The next second, the pain intensified. Yu Chen felt as if every acupoint and meridian in his body had been pierced by countless steel needles at once.]

[His bones felt as though they were being smashed apart inch by inch, then brutally ground into powder.]

[His chest felt as though someone had gouged a hole into it, then crushed his heart with their bare hand.]

[At that moment, Yu Chen fell backward. His ten fingers dug deeply into the ground, his nails splitting and lifting as blood seeped through the gaps between his fingers.]

["Urgh—ah..."]

[At last, a low roar suppressed to its utmost limit was forcibly squeezed from Yu Chen's throat.]

[That sound did not seem human. It was more like the wail of a beast at death's door.]

Seeing this, all the viewers could not help holding their breath.

Just watching Yu Chen's current state, they could imagine the unimaginable torment he was enduring.

People like Qian Renxue, Ning Fengzhi, and Shui Bing'er could not help worrying for Yu Chen.

Of course, there were also people like Yu Xiaogang, Bibi Dong, and Liu Erlong, who were taking pleasure in his misfortune.

[Amid this ultimate agony, Yu Chen's body convulsed without end.]

[Soon, blood slowly flowed from his nostrils, the corners of his mouth, his ears, and his eye sockets.]

[If it had been anyone else, they would likely have completely passed out by now.]

[But relying on the obsession in his heart, Yu Chen forcibly retained the last trace of consciousness.]

["The pain... first erupts from the Martial Soul's origin..."]

["Then it rushes into the meridians..."]

["Finally, it lashes back against the sea of consciousness and heart meridians..."]

[Even as he endured this inhuman torment, he desperately recorded the path of the Soul Power crashing through his body.]

[Because he knew that if he wanted to grow stronger, this was the only path he could take.]

["Pfft!"]

[The next moment, Yu Chen violently spat out a mouthful of blood.]

[At that moment, he saw only darkness before his eyes, while waves of ringing filled his ears.]

[Just as Yu Chen's consciousness was about to collapse completely, the intense pain finally began to weaken bit by bit.]

[An hour later, the agony finally vanished completely.]

[Though Yu Chen was now weak to the extreme, he still laughed aloud.]

["At last... I held on!"]

[After completely shattering his Martial Soul, Yu Chen felt an unprecedented lightness, as though he had finally broken free of the shackles binding him.]

[More importantly, Yu Chen had gained what he wanted during this process: an idea of how to cultivate by absorbing Natural Soul Power.]

[Thus, none of the pain had been suffered in vain!]

[The next instant, Yu Chen finally could not hold on any longer. He quietly lay on the ground and passed out.]