The Heavenly Demon sat cross-legged on the floor of the wooden shack, her eyes closed, her breathing steady.
She began circulating her energy according to the method she had created.
The qi moved through her body slowly at first, following the pathways she had mapped out.
She stabilized the circulation, ensuring every thread of energy was in its proper place.
Then she began the hard part.
Transformation.
The qi shifted and began fluctuating violently. Reshaping and reconstructing her body.
Pain erupted through her body.
Every inch of her vessel was being torn apart and rebuilt simultaneously. Muscles twisted. Bones cracked and reformed. Organs shifted positions, optimizing themselves according to her design.
The pain was almost unbearable, but she didn't make a sound.
Then the pain intensified even more as the qi reached her meridians and qi pathways.
