Wu Shattered Star River

Everyone has a different limit for enduring pain. Some people have thicker nerves and don't feel much even if they're cut a few times. Others might faint from the pain of a needle prick.

As a martial artist's soul strengthens, their pain tolerance will continuously increase.

With a stronger soul, one won't faint so easily, won't go crazy so easily, and won't suffer a soul collapse or anything like that.

Jiang Han's ability to withstand pain is undoubtedly very strong. This is something he gradually developed after enduring countless lightning strikes.

Moreover, after devouring countless ghost fires, his soul has become extremely strong. It could be said that his pain tolerance is several times stronger than that of an average Heaven-Human Realm cultivator.

Despite this!

Jiang Han was on the verge of not being able to bear it any longer. He felt like he had reached his limit.

His soul was now terrifyingly weak, his consciousness was hazy, and he felt that his soul could collapse at any moment.

His physical body had already been destroyed more than one hundred and twenty times, which meant he had died more than one hundred and twenty times.

Each time his physical body was destroyed, he had to endure inhuman pain. It was already a miracle that his soul hadn't collapsed by now.

His physical body had now become extremely powerful, and each time the Demon Suppression Tower destroyed his physical body, it took a very long time.

Like a slow knife slicing flesh, the pain he endured was even more intense, each time testing his willpower.

"Hold on, just a few dozen more times, and the attacks here won't be able to break my defense!"

"I can't die, Jiang Li is still waiting for me!"

"I can't die, I still have to take Jiang Li to find Father and Mother!"

"I can't die, if I die, Jiang Lang, Zuo Yiyi, Qi Bing, Xiong Jingjing, Niu Meng, their future days will definitely not be easy..."

Jiang Han silently repeated these things in his heart, repeatedly telling himself to persevere.

Only by relying on this method could he generate obsession in his heart, could he condense his consciousness, and prevent his consciousness from completely sinking and dissipating.

It's just that after repeating these things too many times, they no longer had much effect. They couldn't stir up any waves in his heart, and he felt somewhat numb.

His consciousness had now become an oil lamp in a storm, constantly flickering, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, feeling like it could be extinguished at any moment...

"I can't die, can't die, can't die, I haven't... married a wife yet!"

Jiang Han silently muttered in his heart, thinking about marrying a wife, and a graceful figure automatically appeared in his mind.

That was a woman wearing linen clothes, a woman so pure that one couldn't bear to profane her, a woman that one couldn't forget after just one glance.

Si Li!

The image of Si Li appeared in Jiang Han's mind, and his consciousness suddenly became clear.

Originally, his soul was like an oil lamp that could be extinguished at any moment, but now it suddenly became stable and bright.

Unknowingly, Jiang Han discovered that Si Li had occupied a very important position in his heart. When he thought of marrying a wife, the first person he thought of was Si Li.

He had never dared to think about it before, because deep down, Si Li was like a celestial fairy, not someone he could be worthy of.

Scenes flashed through his mind, the first time he met Si Li under the Divine Thunder Mountain.

He thought of Si Li coming through the air when he was in a desperate situation on Wangyue Island, and Si Li repeatedly protecting her on Tianluan Island. He also remembered Si Li sitting quietly in the small courtyard, Si Li fighting against the three races, and other scenes.

Finally, he thought of the Battle of Black Shark Island, Si Li flying over alone, selflessly trying to save him, and his heart was inexplicably filled with warmth.

"If I can go back alive this time, I will definitely pursue Si Li, I will marry her!"

"No, I must go back alive, I must loudly tell Si Li that I like her, I want to become Dao companions with her, never to be separated for eternity."

"Si Li, wait for me, I will definitely go back!"

The obsession in Jiang Han's mind inexplicably strengthened a bit, and his soul, which was about to collapse, became exceptionally condensed at this moment.

The power of love is indeed very powerful. Jiang Han felt that his will was more firm than ever before, and his soul was more solidified than ever before.

He quickly withstood the pain of his physical body being destroyed more than twenty times again. After his physical body was reborn time and time again, it became even more powerful.

"The physical body's self-recovery ability is now on par with the destructive power!"

Jiang Han discovered something that made him pleasantly surprised. Now, the flame, wind blade, water sword, and lightning attacks on him caused very little damage and were on par with the speed of his physical body's self-recovery.

In other words, the attacks here could no longer destroy his physical body!

"How strong is my physical body now? I'm afraid even an ordinary Void Realm cultivator can't cause too much damage to me, right?"

Jiang Han sensed his physical body and secretly sighed. He had been destroyed and reborn here more than a hundred times, and his physical body had conservatively strengthened dozens of times. Now, even if he stood still and let an ordinary Heaven-Human Realm cultivator kill him, it would be difficult to kill him.

"Has the Thunder Saint Body reached minor success?"

Jiang Han didn't quite understand. He felt that his physical body was indeed different from before.

But if he said the difference was very big, he couldn't say for sure. It felt like there was no essential sublimation.

He didn't know how to cultivate the Thunder Saint Body. It was estimated that not many people knew about this, so he didn't know if he had achieved minor success in the Thunder Saint Body.

He could only be sure of one thing: the strength of his physical body was now estimated to be stronger than the defensive power of the armor given by Lan Lin!

If the armor was destroyed, it would be difficult to repair, but his physical body could self-recover...

"Chi chi chi ~"

"Xiu xiu xiu!"

"Huhu hu ~"

"Hong hong hong!"

The flame, water sword, wind blade, and lightning continued to attack, but could only leave small wounds on Jiang Han's physical body. Jiang Han waited for a moment and struggled to sit up cross-legged.

He began to mobilize his Xuan power to heal his injuries. Now that his physical body's self-recovery ability was on par with the attacks of the great formation here, as long as he circulated his power to heal, he could recover quickly.

However...

Even if he restored most of his injuries, it wouldn't make much sense, because he didn't know how to break through here and get out.

With such a terrifying great formation here, it was absolutely impossible for him to break through here and escape with his attack power.

He didn't know how long had passed, he didn't know if he could leave here, but at least he couldn't die now.

As long as he was alive, there was still hope, and there would always be a time to escape.

He sat cross-legged in the raging fire, the walls on all sides and the wind blades, water swords, and lightning above his head were still striking down, but he ignored them and mobilized his Xuan power to quickly heal his injuries.

He didn't know how long had passed, an hour, or three hours!

Jiang Han suddenly felt the great formation here shake slightly, then the flames slowly disappeared, the water swords and wind blades on the surrounding walls disappeared, and the lightning above his head no longer struck down.

"Om ~"

A white light lit up under his feet, and it seemed that a teleportation formation was about to be activated.

His eyes suddenly opened, and he grabbed the spatial ring and war beast ring on the ground. The spatial ring lit up, and a battle blade appeared in his hand.

"It's really teleporting, Ning Xie actually released me?"

Feeling a powerful suction force enveloping him, Jiang Han was overjoyed. Could there be such a good thing? Couldn't Ning Xie sense that he wasn't dead?

A white light flashed, and Jiang Han's figure shot out from the bottom of the Demon Suppression Tower.

When he saw Ning Xie and the others outside, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He had actually come out, he had returned to the world from hell.