Chaotic Body and primordial Chaos Divine Soul - Success!
A single option gnawed at Bai Yu's mind, a desperate gamble with a success rate bordering on the impossible – condensing his chaotic body. This technique offered a glimmer of hope, the potential for automatic healing, the mending of his fractured meridians, a complete restoration. Yet, the odds were stacked against him, the chance of success a mere whisper in the wind.
"Death seems inevitable anyway," he rasped, a tremor of defiance in his voice. "Why not take the chance? If I succeed, the chaotic Qi coursing through me will far surpass the limitations of normal Qi."Gritting his teeth, Bai Yu embarked on the desperate process of condensing his chaotic body. Success hinged on a grueling task: tempering his entire body repeatedly, forcing it to accept the chaotic Qi in place of its normal flow.
It was a brutal baptism, a relentless assault on his very being.For two agonizing days, screams echoed through the cavernous cliff, a testament to the excruciating pain Bai Yu endured. Blood soaked the ground beneath him, a grim reminder of the toll his decision was taking.
Yet, amidst the agony, a primal roar erupted from his lips. "I will not die here!" he bellowed, defiance flickering in the depths of his despair.Two more days bled into oblivion. Time itself seemed to warp and distort under the relentless agony. The constant tempering process had become a horrific symphony of pain, each repetition a hammer blow against his sanity.
Bai Yu's mind teetered on the brink, the line between perseverance and madness blurring with every excruciating pulse.
A deafening BANG shattered the agonizing silence. Bai Yu's body, battered beyond recognition, erupted in a crimson mist. The cavern fell eerily quiet, the only witness a lone golden orb of light hovering in the air.
For a month, it pulsed with an otherworldly glow, seemingly absorbing a terrifying vortex of Qi from somewhere above. Then, a blinding flash engulfed the cave, followed by a wall of pure light encasing the orb. Three long months crawled by before a resounding crack shattered the luminous barrier.
Emerging from the fragmented light stood a tall, handsome young man with flowing white hair and eyes that shimmered like molten gold. An aura of ethereal power, a hallmark of the Middle Xiantian realm, emanated from him. This, impossibly, was Bai Yu. A faint smile touched his lips. "Not only did I condense the chaotic body," he murmured, his voice cool and collected, "but the primordial chaos divine soul as well." A hint of surprise flickered in his golden eyes. "Intriguing."