After the Dragon Gall Stone was stuffed into his mouth, his Divine Soul Power, which had already "run dry," was filled to the brim in an instant.
But immediately afterward, because the Divine Soul Power contained within the Dragon Gall Stone was far too immense, Xu Taiping suddenly had the illusion that his Divine Soul was being "stretched apart."
During this process, the pain of his Divine Soul being "torn apart" began surging toward him, wave after wave, like the tide.
It was different from ordinary pain.
When ordinary pain reached its limit, a person could interrupt it by fainting or dying.
But the pain of a Divine Soul being torn apart could not be stopped. It would only keep intensifying.
Without end.
Just like the abyss Xu Taiping was falling into at this moment, its bottom was nowhere in sight.
Under such extreme agony, even with Xu Taiping's steadfast resolve, he still let out roar after roar of pain.
Beside him, Princess Tiancheng stared blankly at the scene, at a loss.
She desperately wanted to pull Xu Taiping's hand away from the Spirit Bone Stele, but every time the thought arose, she recalled the resolute look in his eyes earlier.
"Amitabha..."
Just as Xu Taiping's roars grew increasingly hoarse, Monk Xuanzhi suddenly pressed his palms together and began reciting Buddhist Scriptures.
At once, a mass of White Radiance enveloped both him and Xu Taiping.
"Pfft!..."
The instant the White Radiance enveloped them, Monk Xuanzhi's face turned deathly pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The White Radiance around him then dissipated.
"Master Xuanzhi, what happened to you?"
Princess Tiancheng looked at Monk Xuanzhi in bewilderment.
"This is... this is our Cloud-Hidden Temple's Compassion Mantra. Reciting it can... share and lessen another person's pain."
"I simply did not