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The longer the pain lasted, the more numb he would become. In the cauldron, Fang Li did not know how fast time flowed, but at a certain point, the unbearable pain gradually seemed to be adapted to him and disappeared without a trace.

However, this kind of life was destined to not last long. As the wounds healed, scabs began to form at the edges of the wounds. A strange and itchy feeling gradually spread from his body to Fang Li's brain.

In such a situation where his body could not move at all, Fang Li could only bear with the itch silently. There were several times when Fang Li wished he could use his saber to cut off those itchy areas.

After soaking in the purple liquid for an unknown period of time, Fang Li gradually got used to the sensation, or perhaps it was more accurate to say that he was already used to the feeling his body was giving him back. In this dark environment, time passed slowly for Fang Li.

At some point in time, Fang Li felt himself being grabbed out of the purple liquid. Although he did not open his eyes, his vision turned white.

Fang Li slowly opened his eyes. The piercing sunlight instantly made him unconsciously tear up.

It was like a dream.

"Your injuries have already been completely healed. Next, there will be some more pain that you need to endure. Prepare yourself." The old man looked at Fang Li and said indifferently. "Remember, you can give up anytime."

Fang Li nodded slightly, his eyes filled with determination.

The old man grabbed Fang Li's shoulder and brought him with him as he quickly flew across the ice plains. A moment later, a person appeared in Fang Li's eyes. It was Zhao Zhu.

At this time, Zhao Zhu was slowly walking like a child who had just learned how to walk. His head was covered in sweat and his appearance was extremely strange.

"He arrived here before you. His injuries aren't as severe as yours." The old man looked at Zhao Zhu and nodded his head in gratification.

"No wonder. What you need to do now is to do the same as him and move your body. You have one week. After one week, you will have the final trial." The old man unhurriedly said as he looked at Fang Li's astonished expression.

Fang Li replied. Then, he began to move his body as the old man had said. The moment Fang Li raised his hand, he finally understood why the old man had given them a week's time. He also finally understood why Zhao Zhu was acting like a toddler. After the old man finished speaking, he flew up into the air and left this place.

To the current Fang Li, lifting his hand in such a simple manner was something he found difficult to accomplish.

His entire body had become rigid. Half of his bones had broken, his muscles were torn, and all of the new life had been created with the help of the purple liquid. That purple liquid had the ability to grow bones and flesh. During this period of time, he could not move at all in order to heal his wounds faster.

However, the result of this was that the new bones and flesh had become completely rigid. The joints of the bones had long since become immobile. The muscles and meridians of the entire body seemed to be curled up together.

Now that he only moved his arm, his muscles started to move again. The pain was like a tear in the eye, causing the corners of Fang Li's mouth to twitch uncontrollably.

They had to endure this kind of pain. If it was an outsider helping them, then their newly born bones and flesh would become much more compatible than their previous bodies.

Zhao Zhu glanced at Fang Li but did not say anything. The happiness in his eyes was obvious as he nodded his head. Zhao Zhu, who was sweating profusely, continued to move his feet, one step at a time.

Fang Li, on the other hand, welcomed Zhao Zhu's gaze. Without saying anything, he let out a smile, celebrating their passing through the first stage of the examination. He watched as Zhao Zhu continued to work hard to get used to his current stiff body.

With every inch of his arm, Fang Li's muscles felt as if they were being torn apart, and his bones creaked unceasingly. However, both Fang Li and Zhao Zhu did not stop.

They had already passed the first trial of life and death, and for now, they had long since removed all distracting thoughts from their minds. They had to pay so much to enter the seventh summit and see what was so different about them.

On the second day, his upper body was completely restored to its original state. On the fourth day, Zhao Zhu had already recovered to his original state, and on the fifth day, the old man came to pick him up. On the sixth day, Fang Li had completely adapted to this new student's body. On the seventh day, the old man came to pick up Fang Li as promised.

As he followed the old man through the air, Fang Li had already made up his mind to face an even more arduous trial.

This time, the old man flew for a much longer period of time. After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, a magnificent hall appeared in front of him.

The old man placed Fang Li down on a flight of steps below the great hall. Then, he walked forward on foot with an extremely pious look. "Follow." Fang Li did not dare to hesitate as he followed the old man up the stairs.

After stepping on the golden step, Fang Li clearly felt that it was made of gold.

At this moment, the old man was pious as he walked up the steps. He said, "The main hall in front of us is the seventh summit's main hall. Two thousand years ago, it was called the Martial Immortal Courtyard."

The old man's voice drifted over, and his voice was filled with respect.

However, the old man continued, "Two thousand years ago, it was called the Great Hall of the Martial Immortal Academy." However, it caused Fang Li to turn pale with fright.

The old man did not care about how Fang Li instantly widened his eyes, and continued to step onto the golden stage while minding his own business, "Two thousand years ago, the Martial Immortal Institute collided with top sects in the west, and almost all the genius disciples and mainstay of the competition were lost. The current Principal is also the strongest person in the east of the entire Profound Dragon Continent, and his cultivation has already reached the ninth level of the Fighter realm. That was the darkest period of time in the Martial Immortal Courtyard for the past four thousand years.

And the Western Continent's training sect's plan to rule over the Eastern Continent was also destroyed. In that battle situation, the Western world's warriors were all stronger than the Eastern continent's warriors. There were wyverns, mages, and many attacks that were unheard-of by the Eastern martial artists. At that time, all the underworld clans and itinerant cultivators of the Eastern Region, along with our Martial Immortal School, fought against the foreign enemies. Although our overall strength was weaker than the Western Sects, the current head of our Martial Immortal Courtyard, in that long campaign, became famous, and was recognized as the strongest person in the Eastern and Western sects.

In the end, the various Western Sects did not care about anything else and joined forces with the experts to besiege the dean of our Martial Immortal Courtyard. After three days of killing, he finally died from exhaustion, and the Western Sects also paid an extremely heavy price.

After that battle, all the top Western warriors had died, and the rest were heavily injured, unable to continue their campaign. Thus, they gave up on their plan to rule the Eastern Continent and retreated to the West.

However, since then, although the Martial Immortal School's reputation has become even more transcendent, but we, who have nearly died due to the pillars and genius disciples, are no longer able to support the title of the number one holy land for martial artists like the Martial Immortal Academy.