Hou opened its eyes.
It wanted to see what Lin Yi was doing.
Light! Nothing but light—dazzling, blinding light.
It erupted across Hou's retinas with an utterly domineering, irresistible force.
At the same time, an intensely unpleasant silence flooded Hou's ears.
No, it could not exactly be called silence.
It was a terrifying sensation, as if everything in its mind had been drained away and replaced with useless clutter, leaving no sound capable of reaching Hou's eardrums.
Then, piercing tinnitus struck swiftly, like sharp steel needles stabbing into Hou's head.
The blast wave was an invisible wall, reaching Hou before the pain did.
At first, it was relatively gentle, merely pushing Hou's body backward, but the sensation did not last long.
Before Hou's mind could determine what had happened, scorching flames had already embraced its body.
Pain! It hurt so damn much! Over the past ten thousand years, Hou had barely felt pain.
Even in the battle where Nuwa and Fuxi had joined forces to seal it away, Hou had not felt much pain. After all, its soul and body had been sealed separately then.
There truly had not been much pain.
But things were different now. It had been engulfed by Lin Yi's Forbidden Spell, Sea of Fire.
That was right. Hou's body was indeed incredibly tough, but no matter how strong its flesh was, could it absorb all damage and completely block out pain? A searing, stabbing pain filled every inch of Hou's body.
A familiar burnt stench filled its nostrils.
It seemed to have smelled this scent somewhere before.
Right! It had definitely smelled it before!
Ten thousand years ago, when Hou had slaughtered freely across the Three Realms and Six Paths, it had smelled this scent amid a sea of flames.
It was the smell of