Yang Fei's Primordial Spirit Body sat cross-legged in the void, but at this moment suddenly opened his eyes.
"Roar!"
A thunderous roar emanated from his throat.
Thousands upon thousands of thunderbolts drilled into Yang Fei's body and exploded simultaneously.
In an instant, Yang Fei's entire being was filled with the Power of thunder and lightning, every cell and every organ suffused with it.
A pain, unbearable and a hundred times worse than being cut by a thousand blades, surged through him.
However, at the same time, his cells rapidly divided and grew, acquiring strength a hundredfold.
His Primordial Spirit Body gradually established a blood-like union with the Heaven and Earth.
Yang Fei's soul was panting heavily, screaming with delight.
He could feel the excruciating pain of being torn apart, but he could also feel boundless power flooding in.
It was as if all realms lay beneath his feet.
