"Ah..."
He Pingsheng screamed, his face instantly flushing crimson.
Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and all over his body.
Sweat poured down like rain.
Agony!
This pain was even more unbearable than what he had suffered while cultivating the Nine-Toxin Golden Body.
Moreover, this was with the Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire cooperating with the fusion. What it would be like without its cooperation was easy to imagine.
No wonder even that mighty cultivator in the Body Integration Realm had not fused with this Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire back then.
The pain left He Pingsheng utterly unable to circulate his cultivation technique to refine the Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire.
He could only first get used to the intensity of the flame's scorching heat and the pain.
I might as well treat it as body refining.
Moreover, he could only endure about three breaths before he had to cast the fire out of his body.
Because if it remained inside for more than three breaths, He Pingsheng felt that the flames would burn his meridians beyond repair.
After releasing the flames from his body and resting for about ten breaths, he drew the Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire back into his body.
Over and over again!
Never mind refining it-even enduring it was difficult.
"How about..." Even the Nine-Heavens Mystic Fire could hardly bear to watch He Pingsheng's suffering. "Waiting a little longer..."
"Your cultivation is simply too weak right now!"
"It'll be much better if you wait until you reach the Void Refinement Realm before refining me!"
"No need... again!" He Pingsheng insisted on continuing.
And so, for every three breaths he spent refining it, he had to stop for ten breaths.
He Pingsheng persevered through this agony.
One day!
Two days!
One year!
Two years!
Three years!
Gradually, he grew accustomed to