Shi had no time to grieve. He wanted to summon his Totem, but the Great Flood that had appeared out of nowhere must have contained some kind of "natural" power. Merely being near it made Shi, the survivor who had been hurled away, feel as though he were drowning.
He could not breathe.
His entire lungs burned with agony.
Under such immense pain, Shi had already lost all sense of time. He had no idea how long had passed. Through his blurred vision, he only saw a huge quantity of blood suddenly erupt from Zhong in the distance, shooting into the sky.
It formed a pattern of "flesh and blood."
Then those patterns swept toward Shi as though they were alive.
This was the blood inside the Stone Axe.
It had come back to life.
Zhong had failed to control that blood.
The blood had become itself again.
And it had begun to "develop and reproduce on its own."
Shi wanted to act, but he had no idea what he should do.
As the blood appeared before him, Shi did not even have time to despair.
A mass of darkness spewed forth before his eyes.
The darkness enveloped him, finally gathering into a single mass and vanishing.
The Great Flood surged over.
But it struck nothing.
Everything before it had disappeared.
Shi lay sprawled on the ground in agony, his hands straining and his fingers curling against the earth as he began to dry-heave. He had no attention to spare for where he was.
The mass of darkness before him gradually took on a human form.
Lin Feng.
Lin Feng appeared here in human guise.
Whether it was "intent" or something else.
Lin Feng did not look happy at all.
This was not the outcome he wanted. He had come