Rain pattered down across the sky, falling upon ten thousand miles of mountains and tinting the green peaks with a trace of ink, deepening the green of the entire mountain range.
Rain fell onto the scorching Heaven and Earth Pill Furnace. The surging, mighty Uncanny Flame instantly turned the approaching rainwater into mist, then gathered that hazy mist into clouds and returned them to the heavens.
Su Mo stood between heaven and earth as the furnace flames surged like waves, constantly scorching him amid his many manifestations.
Streaks of blue-black flame, carrying the aura of incense, curled and lingered in the world.
The pain of burning flames spread across every inch of Su Mo's skin, punishing this man who sought to defy heaven as though subjecting him to the cruelest torture.
Gritting his teeth, Su Mo raised his head to gaze at the gloomy heavens, letting every kind of pain course through his body. Under the refinement of the Uncanny Flame, the Nascent Soul within him gradually became a pure, immense current of spiritual power.
The Confucian Dao and the Flower of the Other Shore's Way of Plants and Trees held each other in check, while his Way of Plants and Trees constantly advanced toward the perfection of his Dao Arts through the refining of this final furnace of "pills."
As though sensing something, the thunderclouds overhead brewed an intent to set disorder right, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth grew increasingly oppressive.
Du Pingsheng devoted all his attention to Su Mo's progress. He could see how much pain Su Mo was in at that moment. Yet Su Mo merely gritted his teeth in silence, never letting out even a single groan of pain.
After an unknown length of time, Su Mo's expression grew dazed beneath the unrelenting pain.