However, Ye Fan endured the pain, successfully fusing the Godhead into his body. Even so, the Godhead had not yet completely bonded with him. If he so much as moved, it would fall out of his body. Clearly, this was not yet a success.
Therefore, he began to consolidate and temper his body. Over the next few days, Ye Fan pushed himself to the brink, becoming a wretched sight, neither human nor ghost. It was impossible to describe his misery.
It is often said that the path of cultivation is a process of self-mutilation, and this is indeed true. Is facing tribulations not self-mutilation? Is achieving breakthroughs not self-mutilation?
「After half a month」
Ye Fan's eyes snapped open. With a great shout, his seclusion chamber instantly collapsed, but he had already appeared outside just before it crumbled. At that moment, he stood alone, looking down upon the world as endless Divine Power radiated from his body.
