Yao Chen continued to increase the flow of Dou Qi and soul power from his body. He trembled slightly, sweat pouring from his forehead like rain, yet his hands remained steady as he formed seals, channeling an unending stream of power into the process.
A low groan came from the remnant soul of Xiao Xuan within Kong Kong. His voice was tinged with pain and endurance as that wisp of his soul began to merge, with great difficulty, with Kong Kong's original consciousness and body of Heavenly Flames.
Every inch of the fusion felt like being tortured by a thousand blades, but Xiao Xuan stubbornly endured without making a sound.
Yao Chen couldn't help but marvel at Xiao Xuan's endurance. He knew how agonizing this process was.
"Senior Xiao Xuan, you truly live up to your name as the Dou Qi Continent's greatest man a thousand years ago. To endure even this..."
This was a melding of soul and Heavenly Flames; the slightest mistake would mean his soul scattering into oblivion.
Yet with Xiao Xuan's unwavering will, and Yao Chen supporting him with his formidable strength, they managed to make progress through the agonizing fusion, one step at a time.
Time slipped by unnoticed. Just like that, three months passed.
Throughout those long three months, Yao Chen and Xiao Yan remained by his side, never once slacking.
By now, Kong Kong's original consciousness had vanished completely, replaced by Xiao Xuan's powerful will.
Kong Kong, who had originally looked like a Little Fire Monkey, had also undergone a tremendous transformation. His body grew, his limbs lengthened, and he gradually became a resolute-looking middle-aged man. That familiar appearance was none other than Xiao Xuan's own.
Yao Chen was utterly exhausted, but he gritted his teeth and shouted as he poured the last