This situation was just like when Lin Heng had gone to save Black Robe.
Black Robe had already died, but Lin Heng had reversed time and dragged him back. Death had been continuous along with time.
And it was precisely by taking advantage of that gap in reversed time that he had been able to slowly save the man.
If the Underworld existed in this world, and the King of Hell saw someone perform a little show right in front of him:
I'm coming in again!
I'm going out again!
He would probably lose it and go red with rage.
Lin Heng lay on the ground, his eyes stuck together. Though he could not see, that did not stop him from continuing to use his hearing.
He could no longer hear his heartbeat, but he could still hear the rumbling overhead.
His dantian had shattered, and the divine sense he had just piled up was also collapsing rapidly.
Only by facing death directly could one feel the true meaning of life.
The five elements did not cease, life and death did not end!
Dark, silent death energy surged from his dantian. A drop of black liquid bloomed open, like an irresistible abyss spilling in every direction, clinging to his shattered bones, even to the broken connections between his bones and the meridians of his body.
At the same time, the accumulated heavenly punishment power in the giant lightning-pool crater also turned into a surging sea of thunder and gradually gathered toward the center.
Yin Underworld death energy from the inside out, and a surging sea of thunder from the outside in.
Two forces that restrained each other actually fused together.
The crackling strange sounds seemed like the prelude to breaking out of a cocoon. The deep blue wrapped in darkness