After a long while, a stifled growl finally broke the valley's deathly silence.
Lin Sheng's eyes snapped open. Scarlet veins instantly covered the whites of his eyes, his pupils contracting violently as though he had just broken free from a boundless inferno.
Every inch of skin, every bone, and every meridian throughout his body screamed with agony. Dark red blood still seeped slowly from his ravaged body, and a foul-smelling pool had already collected on the ground.
Yet these physical wounds seemed utterly insignificant beside the tearing sensation coming from the depths of his soul.
It was an agony like having his divine soul torn to pieces, then forcibly glued back together-sharp, brutal, and carrying a destructive aftershock that spread from his sea of consciousness into every limb and bone.
Lin Sheng curled up on the ground, clutching his head so tightly that his fingernails nearly dug into his skull.
He clenched his teeth, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. Muffled growls kept rising from his throat, and every breath felt like swallowing blades.
"Urgh..."
His low groans of pain echoed through the valley, lingering without end.
He could clearly feel that his soul had suffered grievous damage, but it was now slowly recovering and knitting itself back together.
He did not know how long it took before the agony eased slightly. Forcing his tottering body to move, Lin Sheng struggled up from the ground. Without bothering to wipe the blood from his face or heed his still-bleeding body, he immediately sank all his perception inward, searching frantically like a radar.
Kasjin...
He roared inwardly, his gaze sharp as a blade, overlooking not the slightest abnormality.
His flesh rule surged into action, crimson vital blood washing through his meridians as he checked every spot for hidden dangers; Inferno