As more and more Chaos Primordial Liquid entered his body, some of Chen Yu's "impurities" were expelled through his pores.
Although Chen Yu had already become an immortal, his body still contained a certain amount of impurities.
Of course, these impurities were relative to Chaos Primordial Qi. To Mortals who had not become immortals, they were treasures scarcely found in the entire world.
Chaos Primordial Liquid continuously poured into his body. The extreme pain persisted as impurities were constantly expelled, while an even more powerful and perfect physical body gradually took shape.
Chaos Primordial Liquid—an existence of a higher order than Xiantian Spiritual Qi. In the entire Prehistoric World, Chen Yu was likely the only one with such a fortuitous opportunity.
The Chaos Primordial Liquid tore apart his flesh, then Chen Yu's body automatically recovered. As his origin gradually transformed bit by bit, he spent day after day alternating between pain and comfort.
Naturally, this process did not last too long. In just three years, his body had adapted to the Chaos Primordial Liquid. His flesh was no longer torn apart, and all the remaining Chaos Primordial Liquid poured into his origin, helping it slowly transform.
On this day, the tranquil heavens and earth of the Prehistoric World suddenly changed.
At the edge of the sky, a vast expanse of purple qi swept forth, stretching for thirty thousand li and spanning the heavens. The entire Prehistoric World turned into a boundless sea of violet.
In the void, immortal flowers suffused with Dao charm appeared out of thin air and drifted with the wind. The earth trembled as golden lotus flowers surged forth, radiant with golden light and overflowing with auspicious qi.
A vast, majestic, transcendent pressure swept across the Prehistoric World. A towering figure appeared amid the purple qi.