"Consolidate!!!"
Chen Yuan's low roar echoed throughout the Ninth Floor, his body enveloped in lightning that consumed the pitch-black Physical Body Furnace, everything... progressing in the right direction!
...
In the blink of an eye, two hours passed.
The light from Chen Yuan's body completely dissipated, the pitch-black furnace vanished, replaced by a charred corpse devoid of any breath.
The entire Ninth Floor became eerily silent, a pin drop could be heard.
Thus, another hour or so passed.
A sound like the beating of a war drum suddenly resonated within the Ninth Floor.
"Boom!"
This drum-like sound lasted for three full breaths before subsiding, then the second sound, the third....
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom...."
The drum sounds grew in number and frequency.
That was... Chen Yuan's heartbeat.
"Crack...."
