Magnetization Art (Part 1)

Before his eyes, light turned to darkness, then darkness back to light; the distorted laboratory surroundings became illogical fragments of a sandstorm, then the familiar sky and earth... and finally, murky rippling water and bitter liquid flooding into his mouth and nose.

Hua Dian bobbed in the water, his chest and abdomen feeling as though sulfuric acid had been poured over them. The agony made his limbs convulse, while his uncontrollable coughing brought up blood from his lungs and saltwater from his esophagus and windpipe.

The pain he was currently enduring, along with the potentially fatal infection and injuries to come, consumed most of his energy and left his mind muddled. But as long as the final scene in the laboratory kept replaying in his head, Hua Dian could spend the rest of his life smiling.

That felt good. So damn good!

So even a True God could end up like this!

At that moment, the True God and Fei Long, whose soul he was hosting, had been kicked by the crazed Horned Demon into the ruins of the "Tree Hollow."

The facts proved that not even a punctuation mark of what that bastard Jing Xin had said could be trusted. What "thorough preparations"? It was complete bullshit—at that very moment, the True God had swallowed it himself.

What a shame there was a Fei Long in between!

Of course, the True God would not simply swallow shit in silence. The instant he fell into the "Tree Hollow" and even the "Sandstorm," he unleashed a Mental Storm that swept through the entire laboratory.

The scene Luo Yuan had predicted arrived right on schedule.

The laboratory's spatial structure warped and deformed, leaking everywhere. Countless rifts expelled everyone present and sent them plunging into unfathomable gaps in space.

Hua Dian remembered the