"Ugh..."
Yang Luo gritted his teeth, unable to suppress a muffled groan.
His face was contorted, veins bulging, looking extremely painful.
Although Flame Emperor and the others were mentally prepared, they were still quite frightened.
Zhao Hetu muttered blankly, "My heavens, if Brother Yang can resist, then naturally he can withstand the Ten Thousand Fires Burning Body!
But the key is that Brother Yang cannot resist. Can he endure it?"
Chu Fenghuo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Though I mainly cultivate fire-elemental cultivation techniques and am not afraid of flames,
But, this Endless Fire Domain contains various flames, if I don’t defend against them, I might be reduced to ashes in no time."
Yun Longxiang took a deep breath and asked Bujie and the others, "Does Brother Yang have to endure such pain every time he activates his physique and bloodline?
Were the first two times the same?!"
He had only heard of Yang Luo activating his physique and bloodline twice before, but had never witnessed it himself.
Of course, Zhao Hetu, Chu Fenghuo, Lin Xingzhi, Shen Tu Xiong, and Lu Xueqi hadn’t seen it either.
Mo Qingkuang replied, "Brother Yang tempered his body in the Dragon Blood Pool during the previous two times, enduring unimaginable pain for ordinary people.
But this time, it’s the Ten Thousand Fires Burning Body to temper his body.
Although it looks different, the pain Brother Yang endures is certainly more terrifying than before."
Shen Tu Xiong swallowed hard and said, "Oh my, can Brother Yang hold on till the end this time?
I’m worried he might be burned to death!"
"Shut up!"
Lu Xueqi glared at Shen Tu Xiong, "I believe Brother Yang will definitely hold on till the end!"
Shen Tu Xiong gave a sheepish smile and said, "Xueqi, I’m just worried!"
Lu Xueqi said nothing, just kept watching Yang Luo in the Molten Lava Lake, her beautiful eyes full of concern.
Even a Daluo Golden Immortal couldn’t withstand the Ten Thousand Fires Burning Body without resisting.
Zhu Yuan also looked at Yang Luo.
Although he was worried too, he couldn’t stop now.
If he stopped, all previous efforts would be wasted.
He spoke out, "Brother Yang, I’m going to draw more flames, you must hold on!"
Yang Luo replied hoarsely, "Brother Zhu, don’t worry, I will hold on till the end!"
"Mm!"
Zhu Yuan nodded heavily and continued to use the divine power of the Candle Dragon Clan to draw more flames with his inner core, burning Yang Luo’s body, to activate Yang Luo’s physique and bloodline.
The Molten Lava Lake kept surging, more flames emerged, repeatedly washing over Yang Luo’s body.
His skin, muscles, and tendons burned faster, blood flowed uncontrollably, only to quickly dry up.
Even the flames surged into his body, beginning to burn his internal organs, eight extraordinary meridians, and limbs.
"Ah..."
Yang Luo raised his head and let out a painful scream, no intact place visible on his body, extremely tragic.
"Second Sister, Little Luo he..."
Zhixin held Flame Emperor’s hand, her eyes red.
She knew Yang Luo was enduring such pain to advance to stronger stages.
But as Yang Luo’s senior sister and woman, she naturally worried about Yang Luo’s safety.
Flame Emperor gripped Zhixin’s hand, took a deep breath, and said, "Fifth Sister, don’t worry, Little Luo will be fine."
Time passed by second by second.
The flames gathered more and more, the burning power grew stronger.
Yang Luo knew that if this continued, he surely wouldn’t last.
So, he quickly took out a handful of pills, swallowed them to heal and recover.
Moreover, he also summoned the nine golden needles, pricking the nine major acupoints on his body to speed up healing and recovery.
His injuries gradually healed, wounds began to close up faster.
But, as the flames increased, the burning power grew stronger.
His healing wounds would be burned again.
Burn, heal, heal, burn... repeating over and over.
Previously, he had tempered his body with the power of lightning, but now it was with the power of ten thousand flames.
Yang Luo treated himself as a piece of Immortal Gold Divine Iron, tempered by ten thousand fires, forging himself into steel.