Inside the Hell Furnace, starlight cascaded like a waterfall, surging without end.
The power of the three hundred and sixty-five principal stars gathered by the Stars of the Zhoutian Grand Formation, along with the energy of billions of auxiliary stars, was being ceaselessly devoured and refined by this terrifying furnace.
These violent energies, powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth outside, were now broken down and purified by the higher-order Dao laws within the furnace, becoming the most fundamental essences of life and power.
Then all that essence poured into Yang Jian's body, into every Divine Elephant Particle.
Crack!
Crack!
Within Yang Jian, billions of worlds shattered at once, then were born anew at once.
His bones groaned beneath the unbearable burden, cracks spreading through them before purer energy reforged them, making them harder than Innate Spiritual Treasures.
The violent energy stretched his meridians until they ruptured inch by inch, only to heal in an instant and expand a hundredfold, like the surging Heavenly River.
His flesh and skin were also undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
It was an unimaginably painful process.
Any other living being, even a Quasi-Saint, would long since have had their body explode and their soul utterly annihilated beneath the scourging of such terrifying energy.
But Yang Jian merely stood in silence.
His brow did not furrow once.
Not a trace of pain showed on his handsome, cold face, as though what endured all this were merely a statue of divine iron, impervious to ten thousand tribulations.
Endurance through the ages had long since tempered his will until it was harder than diamond.
Compared with the hatred and sorrow amassed in his heart, this little pain was not worth mentioning.
He could clearly feel it.
The eight hundred and forty million Primordial Divine Elephants within him were