Staring at the brilliant golden text illuminating his dark cell, Kahn didn’t hesitate for even a second.
’Yes!’ he shouted repeatedly in his mind, channeling every single ounce of his remaining willpower into that singular, desperate choice.
He would have gladly screamed it out at the top of his lungs, letting his voice tear through the quiet corridors of the cell, if that was what it took to activate it.
He was utterly consumed by the need to claim what he had waited nearly two decades for, his consciousness practically slamming into the confirmation button on the interface.
[Reincarnation Event Detected!]
[Reincarnation Event Signed in!]
[Sign-in reward: Berserk warrior physique(Earth-Grade)]
Kahn stared at the glowing letters, his chest heaving as the reality of the situation finally began to sink in.
’After nineteen years...’ he thought to himself, a profound sense of relief washing over his battered mind. ’It finally signed in the reincarnation.’
He had spent almost two whole decades wondering if this moment would ever actually come, or if the system was just a cruel, permanent illusion designed to mock his suffering.
But it was real. The system had recognized his rebirth into this world, and it was finally granting him his due reward for the agonizingly long wait.
Before he could even begin to process what an Earth-Grade Berserk Warrior Physique actually meant, another glowing notification suddenly materialized right beneath the first one.
Kahn’s eyes widened in sheer surprise, the breath catching completely in his throat.
[10,000x Reward Multiplier activated!]
[New Sign-in reward: Heaven-earth devouring physique(Supreme-grade)]
[Integrating Physique...]
Before he could even wrap his head around the staggering scale of a ten-thousand-fold multiplier, Kahn suddenly clenched his chest tightly.
He felt his heart beating wildly beneath his ribs, pounding with such immense force and velocity that it felt like a trapped animal trying to break free from his sternum.
The rhythm was erratic and violently fast, sending a sudden, overwhelming surge of heat rushing through his entire bloodstream.
He groaned weakly, his vision spinning as the temperature inside his body skyrocketed to an impossible degree.
’What... is happening to me...?’ he thought, his mind spinning into absolute chaos as the sheer intensity of the integration began to take hold.
Every single drop of blood inside his veins felt like it had been replaced with bubbling, boiling magma, searing him from the inside out.
He tried to brace himself against the cold stone wall, but his muscles completely failed him.
His weakened body collapsed entirely, falling hard onto the cold, filthy ground of the prison cell.
He lay there face down in the dust, and that was precisely when the real, unmitigated agony finally started.
It was a level of pain that made his previous broken knuckles and bruised ribs feel like nothing more than a minor annoyance.
He could feel every single bone and muscle in his entire body breaking and fracturing simultaneously.
It felt as if an invisible, heavy iron press was slowly grinding his skeletal structure into fine dust, only to forcefully piece it back together in a completely new shape.
The agonizing process completely paralyzed his entire body, locking his jaw tight and making it absolutely impossible for him to even open his mouth to scream.
He was trapped in a hell of physical reconstruction, unable to move a single finger as his old flesh was completely torn apart to make way for the supreme physique.
As the physical destruction reached its absolute peak, something profound began to shift deep within his lower abdomen.
All of his Dantian, which had been completely dried up, shriveled, and utterly dead since his birth, preventing him from ever cultivating Qi all these years, suddenly flared up with life.
It ignited like a roaring furnace, expanding rapidly and creating a massive, empty vortex inside his body.
The change was instantaneous and violent. All of the ambient Qi floating in the air around him, which had previously been completely out of his reach, was suddenly and aggressively sucked into his dantian like an unstoppable void.
Kahn felt the massive influx filling his entire being up with an immense, overflowing energy, his newly forged meridians expanding greedily to absorb the Qi.
The muscles and bones that had previously broken into pieces started healing themselves rapidly, stitching back together at an impossible speed.
However, this sudden recovery brought a different kind of torture.
Instead of the blunt trauma of fracturing bones, Kahn felt a bizarre, agonizing sensation that made him feel like thousands of sharp needles were crawling and burrowing directly under his skin.
Every single fiber of his muscle tissue was being woven anew, and every fracture in his skeletal structure was being fused by a searing energy that made his flesh itch and burn simultaneously.
While his physical body was undergoing this rapid reconstruction, his dantian kept sucking up all the Qi like an insatiable black hole.
The sheer intensity of the dual process was completely overwhelming.
A few drops of heavy tears squeezed out from the corners of his eyes, cutting clean lines through the dirt and dried blood on his face.
He wanted to thrash around, to slam his fists against the ground, or to do anything to distract himself from the overwhelming sensory overload, but he could only lay there completely paralyzed.
After what felt like an eternity, the excruciating pain finally began to subside, the needle-like sensations under his skin fading into a warm, lingering hum.
Kahn exhaled a long, shaky breath that kicked up the dust on the stone floor, his chest falling as the paralyzing grip of the integration lifted.
He twitched his fingers, then his toes, realizing with a surge of relief that he was finally able to move his body once again.
The heavy, leaden feeling in his limbs was gone, replaced by an unfamiliar, profound lightness.
He slowly got up on his feet, his joints popping with a crisp, clear resonance that echoed inside the small space.
He completely ignored the tears that were still dripping down his face, wiping them away carelessly with the back of his hand as he focused entirely on the strange, new sensations animating his body.
The constant, dull aches that had plagued his torso for days were entirely gone.
His ribs felt perfectly aligned, his chest felt clear, and the brutal exhaustion that had weighed on his soul for five years of slavery had vanished without a trace.
Standing tall in the center of the dark cell, he slowly clenched and unclenched his fist.
As his fingers closed into a tight ball, he could literally feel a dense, tangible power coursing through his veins like a roaring river.
His knuckles, which had been brutally broken and swollen just minutes prior, were now perfectly smooth, flawless, and bursting with an incredible, muscular strength.
It was a level of physical vitality he had never experienced since the day he was reborn into this world.
For his entire existence in this realm, he had been denied this exact feeling.
Due to his completely dried up dantian and withered meridians, he had spent most of his life living as a frail, weak boy who couldn’t even perform the basic exercises of the outer disciples.
His father had refused to give up on him early on, desperately trying everything to fix his broken son.
The sect leader had even tried to jolt Kahn’s dead dantian back to life by directly channeling his own Qi through Kahn’s meridians for hours at a time.
But those efforts had ultimately been entirely futile; the Qi had simply leaked out of Kahn’s body like water through a sieve, achieving absolutely nothing and leaving his father exhausted and disappointed.
At the end of the day, after years of failed experiments and broken hopes, Kahn had been forced to face reality.
He had been forced to completely abandon any dreams of cultivation, stepping aside to live out his days as a normal, fragile human in a world ruled by gods and monsters.
It was that very weakness that had made him completely helpless when the Raging Bulls attacked, leaving him unable to protect his family.
But that weakness was gone now. As the final remnants of the integration settled into his soul, a brand-new screen flashed brightly before his eyes.
[Supreme Sign-in system]
[Host: Kahn Draven]
[Special Attribute: Reward Multiplier]
[Cultivation Rank: Body Tempering(low)]
[Physique: Heaven-earth devouring physique(Supreme-grade)]