This was not cleansing.
This was tempering.
It was crushing a mortal body of flesh and blood inch by inch, then using heaven and earth as the furnace and ten thousand bolts of lightning as the fire to forge anew a supreme treasure body capable of bearing the Taotie divine physique.
Rumble...
Ten thousand bolts of lightning exploded at once, and sound finally returned. But it was a roar powerful enough to shatter mountains and rivers.
The Sky Vault within a radius of ten thousand li shook violently at that moment. Countless mountain peaks cracked apart, and rivers flowed backward.
"So terrifying."
Lu Xue was forced back again and again by the dreadful might. Even with her cultivation at the first level of the Quasi-Saint Realm, she still felt incomparably small before such heavenly might.
Within the lightning, Wei Shang Tian's body was continually shattering and reforming.
His flesh burst apart, then condensed again in the next instant.
His bones fractured, then were reforged amid the thunderclap.
His meridians snapped inch by inch, then were reborn within the lightning slurry.
With every shattering and reconstruction, great quantities of impurities were refined away by the thunderclap and reduced to nothingness.
His body was transforming at a visible rate—from a mortal frame to a treasure body, from a treasure body to a saintly physique, from a saintly physique to an indestructible divine body.
Was it painful?
Of course it was painful.
The pain of having one's flesh crushed inch by inch and reassembled was enough to drive even the strongest-willed person to collapse.
Yet Wei Shang Tian kept his teeth clenched and did not utter a sound.
He knew that he was now reclaiming what had been his from birth.
These things should have been his.
If he could not endure it