The next day, when he woke up,
Splash...
Rain poured from the sky, drenching Yu Xiaogang's not-so-fair body in icy coldness.
A sharp pain tore through his lower body, as if a branding iron had pierced straight through him.
He groaned.
The rain soaked him through. His mind could not recall anything, but as rain hammered against his face, it would flood into his nostrils if he was not careful.
"Pfft... Cough, cough..."
He raised a hand to shield himself, but he had no strength anywhere in his body. Looking at his bare arm,
What... happened...
I...
Boom!
Thunder roared overhead.
A flash went through Yu Xiaogang's mind, and he suddenly remembered everything that had happened. His pupils contracted as he instinctively tried to sit up, but the movement sent pain ripping through his wounds again.
Lying on the ground,
He could not move at all.
"Ah..."
Those bandits... They...
From the corner of his eye, he saw his completely naked body. His storage Soul Tool, his clothes... everything had been taken.
Yu Xiaogang no longer even had the strength to be angry. He only wanted to find somewhere to shelter from the rain.
He summoned Luo Sanpao.
"Luo..."
Luo Sanpao, once full of vitality, was so weak that he could barely stand. Soaked by the rain, he looked like a drowned pig.
"Pull me somewhere dry..."
His voice was so weak that the rain drowned it out.
He controlled his Soul Power to circulate... Soul Power... Soul Power... Soul Power?!
Soul Power?!
Yu Xiaogang was completely dumbfounded. He froze where he lay. Not a trace of Soul Power remained in his meridians, and his two Soul Rings... had vanished as well...
Splash.
Rain continued to pour from the sky.
"No... No..."
"No!!"
The second stage of the Soul