Time passed bit by bit. Blood flowed from all seven of Shen Luo's facial orifices, and his body trembled incessantly. The Magic Power within him rampaged in all directions, swelling his body until it bulged.
"Brother Shen, stop!" Nie Caizhu cried out anxiously. Golden light flashed from her hand as she moved to interrupt Shen Luo's continued absorption of the Divine Thought power within the War God Whip.
"Don't rush. Let's watch a little longer..." Zhen Yuanzi stopped Nie Caizhu, gazing at Shen Luo with a strange light in his eyes.
The Divine Soul power in Shen Luo's mind grew increasingly violent, completely turning into a pot of boiling water.
Yet at that moment, a strange change suddenly occurred deep within his mind. A suction force emerged and swiftly drew away the rampaging Divine Soul power.
Shen Luo was startled, unsure of what had happened, but he vaguely understood that he had overcome this trial. He hurriedly circulated the Buzhou Suppression Divine Art, working with that suction force to tame the wildly surging Divine Soul power.
The chaotic Magic Power within him suddenly became smooth, and his swollen body began to shrink.
The agonizing pain in Shen Luo's head steadily lessened, while his body felt light, as though he were about to fly.
With a thunderous boom, brilliant white light suddenly flooded his mind, as if he had pushed open some great door and entered an entirely new realm.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in from all directions, flooding into his body like a tide. Another tremendous boom rang out as it formed a vast spiritual energy vortex, pushing Zhen Yuanzi and Nie Caizhu far away.
"Heh heh, just as I thought. Just as I thought." Zhen Yuanzi was not surprised. Stroking his long beard, he laughed.