Pain.
Indescribable pain.
It was the feeling of having both his mind and body torn apart at once.
What level of cultivation did Sky Dream Ice Silkworm possess? A million years of accumulation—though the Ferocious Beasts had drained away a vast amount of its energy, its remaining cultivation was still unimaginably immense.
The instant that power surged into his body, Nezha felt like a balloon being forcibly filled with ten great rivers.
He was swelling.
About to explode.
The bones throughout his body let out a dense series of creaks, as though they might fall apart at any moment. Veins bulged on his forehead, and even breathing became difficult.
"Fuck you, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm..."
Nezha gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly.
This bastard had given him no time to prepare at all; it had come right in with a Sacrifice. Couldn't it at least ask whether he was willing?
But despite his cursing, Nezha's reaction was anything but slow.
Nine-Turn Mysterious Technique, operate at full force.
Crimson-gold Soul Power erupted from his dantian, racing through his meridians like lava and colliding head-on with the million years of cultivation Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had poured into him.
Refine it.
Refine it madly.
He was like a humanoid furnace, swallowing Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's energy bit by bit, digesting it and fusing it into his flesh and soul.
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm sensed the force within Nezha that was actively refining its energy and was stunned.
Th-this human was actually actively refining its energy?
And wasn't that refinement speed far too fast?
Its energy was incomparably vast. An ordinary Soul Master would have long since had their meridians burst and died from the strain. Yet this young human had not only endured it, but was actively absorbing it!
Sky Dream Ice