After roughly three days, Lu Feng woke from the adverse effects of the Withered Wood Rejuvenation Cultivation Technique.
Perhaps his injuries had been too severe this time, or perhaps it was because the external force had never stopped pressing down on him. Either way, he had remained unconscious for over a day longer than before.
That mountain-like pressure remained, leaving Lu Feng struggling to breathe, though his condition had improved considerably.
His flesh, previously flattened like a sheet of dough, had now vaguely regained a human shape. His bones were still powder, but they had gathered together again, beginning to feel like bones.
The pain remained. Destruction followed by rebirth might bring tremendous benefits to the body, but the process would never be easy.
The Withered Wood Rejuvenation Cultivation Technique had its strongest restorative effect during the adverse-effect stage. Now that he had awakened, although his condition was no longer as dire as before, it seemed to be slipping toward the unbearable again.
Helpless, Lu Feng could only activate the Withered Wood Rejuvenation Cultivation Technique once more. Whatever happened, staying alive came first.
His recovery gradually accelerated, and before long, he lost consciousness again.
This time, his body began undergoing enormous changes, no longer as slow and unremarkable as before.
Air currents seemed to roam beneath his flesh, making it rise and fall. Peals of thunder echoed from within him, as though a ferocious beast were roaring inside.
After a day of this, Lu Feng's body swelled enormously, like a bladder filled with water. From a distance, it looked as though the slightest poke would make him burst. It was a terrifying sight.
The thunderous rumbling continued without pause. His skin turned translucent, and a tornado could faintly be seen within his body, twisting all his flesh, blood, and bones