Zhang Yuan finally understood what it felt like for the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, Sun Wukong, to be trapped in Taishang Laojun's Alchemy Furnace, enduring the refining fire day and night.
He felt that every inch of his bones and flesh was turning to ashes under the blazing flames.
Then they would regrow from the skeleton.
This cycle repeated over and over.
The pain brought by this refining process is indescribable in words.
It can undoubtedly drive an ordinary person insane in a very short time.
Because a mortal's soul cannot endure such tremendous pain; the Divine Soul Will would inevitably collapse.
The heart-searing flames originated from his viscera, seemingly unending, even more intense than Abyssal Purgatory!
In the agony and torture that came over and over, Zhang Yuan's consciousness was undergoing a test unlike any he had experienced before.
He had no idea when this pain would end, nor did he know how long he could hold out.
