Chapter 61 The Beaten to Death Stone Monkey

His eyes had recovered, which put Ding Huan in a great mood. After simply grilling a fish to eat, he continued his closed-door cultivation of Luo Shijin.

Just as Ding Huan had anticipated, merely two days into cultivation, he began to feel as if the meridians within his body were about to split open. Once again, that painful sensation of being scorched by an internal fire surged up.

Ding Huan was familiar with this feeling; it was the same agonizing pain he had experienced when he first stepped into the ranks of a Second Level gene cultivator.

It seemed that he was about to become a Third-level gene cultivator. The cultivation of Luo Shijin was one thing, but the process of advancing levels was horrifying indeed.

Fine trails of blood appeared on the surface of Ding Huan's body, known only to him as he endured an indescribable torment.

With each cycle of Luo Shijin, flames would rise, burning his internal organs, and then these flames would extend throughout his body.