Ye Lin endured the excruciating pain and placed the severed half of his divine soul into the avatar's sea of consciousness. After he formed the final ninety-nine hand seals, Ye Lin immediately swallowed several soul-nourishing herbs, then closed his eyes and began regulating his breath.
The higher one's cultivation, the longer it took to recover after severing the divine soul. The lower one's cultivation, the more dangerous it was to sever the divine soul without authorization—at best, one would suffer severe injuries; at worst, die on the spot or shake the foundations of one's cultivation.
As the medicinal effects spread, Ye Lin's divine soul began recovering at an exceedingly slow pace.
Meanwhile, tremendous changes were taking place within the avatar's sea of consciousness. The severed half of the divine soul was repairing itself, and a self-awareness was also slowly being born.
This entire process was the effect of the mysterious technique, One Breath Becomes Three Purities.
Without the specific technique, even if the divine soul were placed within it, it would have no effect whatsoever.
Time passed quickly. A full three months went by before Ye Lin slowly opened his eyes. After three months, he had finally stabilized his condition.
As for making a complete recovery, that was a slow grind, one that would require a great deal of time.
"Fellow Daoist."
At that moment, the avatar before Ye Lin smiled and spoke to him.
Ye Lin nodded. He discovered that a trace of mysterious aura coiled around the avatar's body—an aura so mysterious that even he could not discern anything about it.
"From this day onward, I shall be called Wu Wang."
Wu Wang smiled. From this day on, he was Ye Lin's third avatar, Wu Wang.
The first avatar was Number Two, though Number Two had now changed