Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1635 The fusion of divine blood and unbearable pain
  "Ah!" Zhang Yan cried out in pain out of surprise, clenching his fists so tightly that his animal skin clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

"System! System!" Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, almost fainting from the pain.

"Hey! Host, please bear with me! Can't a man be inferior to a woman?" The system also felt sad when seeing Zhang Yan's appearance.

"This is the kind of pain a woman feels when giving birth, and there are all kinds of discomforts. It's much worse than this!"

"Uh..." Zhang Yan's not-so-sharp nails dug into his flesh, drawing blood.

There was endless darkness all around, as if the pain had no end.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yan's consciousness began to fade, and the pain subsided. In a daze, he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

But before Zhang Yan could breathe a sigh of relief, the pain started again. This time, it was like a tearing of the soul. It was painful, but it also made people feel helpless and helpless, and they could only bear it for life.

This is the system pulling Zhang Yan's soul. It knows that Zhang Yan doesn't like Da He's body, so it takes advantage of the opportunity to help him become a true immortal.

Get rid of the body and get rid of the cause and effect.

He is Zhang Yan, just Zhang Yan. No matter where he is or where he is, he is Zhang Yan.

The system quietly modified the program, passed over Zhang Yan, took out the drop of the innate demon's blood from the storage compartment, and blended it into Zhang Yan's soul.

"Ah!!!" It hurts! It hurts so much! Such as the erupting volcanic lava, burning and melting Zhang Yan's soul.

Under such extreme pain, Zhang Yan had already lost his consciousness and could only scream instinctively.

"Host..." The system is parasitic in Zhang Yan's soul, connected to his soul, and can also feel his pain. This is nothing to a god-level system created by Dao Dao.

But it knows that for humans or gods and demons, this kind of pain that sears the soul is already a pain that life cannot bear.

"Host, hold on!" The system was anxious and scared. “If you can’t survive it, you’ll be out of your mind and you won’t be able to survive!”

"You haven't seen the majesty of the ancient world yet!"

The system adjusted itself to the highest volume, roaring heart-breakingly in Zhang Yan's soul, hoping to keep Zhang Yan awake.

"Host! Zhang Yan! You must hold on! You haven't married yet and have children! You haven't escaped from the world yet! You haven't experienced the bliss of the world yet! Thank you!"

Survival is human's instinct. In the system's howling of ghosts and wolves, Zhang Yan really slowly managed to survive. There was no reason, he just didn't want to die.

He has been in pain for so long, so he is dead now, as the system said!

I don't know how long it took, but maybe he got used to it, and Zhang Yan felt that the pain was not so unbearable.

Zhang Yan thought he was about to be released, but in fact, a new round of torture had just begun.

"Itchy! So itchy! Ha!"

An itch emanated from the depths of his soul, gradually intertwining with the bone-gnawing pain to form a strange feeling.

"Itchy?!" The small light ball representing the system jumped three feet high.

"Ouch! Great blessing! Host, you survived!"

Although the system and Zhang Yan have not been together for long, it is obvious that Zhang Yan regards it as more than just a system.

I also respect it as a life, so I gradually let myself go.

(End of this chapter)