After enduring the second day, Wang Dong'er's soul power had risen to level 56.
On the third day, the intensity increased: Level Three Power of Light!
"Ah!"
Wang Dong'er had thought that after adapting over the first two days, even the third level would not be much more painful.
However, the third day's Power of Light was completely different.
Light seeped into her marrow. Every bone in her body shattered and reassembled, doubling in density as a golden glow surfaced over them.
Wang Dong'er felt as though a drill were boring into her bones. Every vertebra sent out the excruciating pain of breaking and reconnecting, until her vision went black.
She could no longer continue cultivating. All her attention had to go toward enduring the pain.
If the third level was already this painful, Wang Dong'er could not imagine what the later stages would be like.
Only when the fourth day's Power of Light descended did Wang Dong'er learn just how painful it could be.
That day's Power of Light no longer tempered her flesh, but her mind and soul.
The light struck her Sea of Consciousness like lightning.
Wang Dong'er felt her consciousness being torn into fragments and forcibly stitched back together. Yet this Power of Light also possessed immense healing ability. Her injured soul swiftly mended, only to be torn apart again, the process repeating over and over.
Wang Dong'er felt she was going mad. Suddenly, she thought that even the pain of childbirth could hardly be worse than this.
The Power of Light washed over her again and again, leaving Wang Dong'er somewhat numb.
However, the Power of Light gave her no time to rest.
Immediately afterward, the final day's Power of Light descended.
This time, the Power of Light became scorching hot.
Light burst from every