The powerful energy rushed through Wen Ran's body, making him wish he could just give up. But at the same time, he knew he couldn't. The intense pain seemed to refine his will, forging him into a stronger version of himself with every moment.
Luckily for Wen Ran, his meridians held firm, even if they were on the verge of collapse. They strained, cracked, but refused to break, adapting under the immense pressure. The energy forcefully carved its path, expanding his meridians and allowing the raw spiritual power to flow freely through him.
Then, without warning, the second river split off.
A new surge of power rushed through his body, flooding into his bones and muscles like a crashing tidal wave. Agh—! Wen Ran clenched his jaw, but the pain was unbearable—a firestorm raging within his very core. His entire body trembled as he let out a guttural scream, every inch of his flesh forcefully refined to accommodate the surging spiritual energy.