"It's a hundred times more painful than accepting the forging of the Nine-colored Nirvana Fire!"
These words echoed in Beiting Huang's mind over and over again. The pain of the Nine-colored Nirvana Fire forging muscles and molding bones was still fresh in Beiting Huang's mind. Every time she remembered it, her scalp would still tingle and her entire body would tremble. If that kind of pain was even more painful than the Nine-colored Nirvana Fire…
