At this moment, Qin Feng was completely immersed in his battle against the pain.
Large areas of his skin were cracked and fissured. Under the scouring of the Thunder Energy, his flesh and blood were constantly breaking down, only to be ceaselessly rebuilt by his tenacious life force.
This process of "breaking down to be rebuilt" brought an inhuman, soul-deep, and ultimate agony that frantically tormented his Will.
But he was still holding on!
His eyes were clear and resolute. He knew that every breakdown and reconstruction was a form of sublimation!
He had long since bitten his jaw until it bled, but his hand still reached out resolutely for the next Thunder Crystal.
Ninety-one!
Ninety-five!
One hundred!
When he had completely absorbed the energy from the one-hundredth Thunder Crystal, an indescribable metamorphosis erupted within his body!
On the seventh day, one hundred and seven crystals.
