With the passage of time, only five days remained before the Ten Year Bout. Wang Ling stayed underneath the waterfall with his mind free of any worries or problems.
As he closed his eyes the water aggressive fell upon his naked body and slowly tempered it. Every time water touches his skin, its temperature would rise. The heat coming from his body was too intense that the stream of water was beginning to increase in temperature.
His body and flame was too hot and it was just the beginning. As white flames escaped from his body starting from his fingertips all the way to his hair, Wang Ling began to create steam and soon turned to mist.
Mist covered his surroundings and the entirety of the river, from inside the mist was a flickering white light that exuded holiness. It was powerful and purifying, it carried a kind of s strength unique to it.