Dao fire burned the cocoon, and scripture resounded without end.
Every strand of the cocoon tightened into Lin Fan's body, then vanished, only to burst out again.
In the end, everything was charred black, and the cocoon of the Dao began to disintegrate.
At a glance, he seemed to be transforming into a butterfly. In truth, he had wrapped himself in a cocoon of the external Dao, forcing out his inner Dao in pursuit of transformation.
Had anyone been there to witness this, they would surely have thought the youth had gone mad. He dared to do this-was he not afraid of death?
The exposed portions of Lin Fan's body had lost their luster, but they had not been burned away.
It was inconceivable. The ruined cocoon peeled away, eerie and astonishing!
Boom!
But just then, the charred cocoon blazed brilliantly once more. Flames raged to their utmost intensity, engulfing Lin Fan.
The change came far too suddenly. This was no ordinary fire, but the manifestation of rules and order, making it all the more terrifying.
"Ugh..."
Lin Fan could not suppress a muffled groan. He had known it could not be so easy. Otherwise, countless people would already have succeeded and stood shoulder to shoulder with the great universe.
Now, the cocoon was even more dazzling than before, burning to its limit, splendid and brilliant, yet terrifying too.
It meant the rules of the myriad heavens had begun to collide and destroy one another. How could anyone withstand the power erupting from that?
Thus, in a single instant, Lin Fan faced immense trouble and danger.
His dull flesh ignited at once, lit through from front to back. His meridians and bones were exposed, a terribly wretched sight.
At that moment, he looked like a damaged lump of charcoal, blackened