It truly felt like a naked man had leapt into a lake of fire. Since beginning his cultivation, Xiao Hua had endured countless hardships—lightning tribulations, reshaping his body, tempering his bones, ten thousand years of solitude, and more. Yet it seemed... those sufferings had all been unavoidable, tribulations he had been forced to face. This time was different. He could clearly withdraw his divine sense, and perhaps everything would be fine; perhaps he could escape this hellish torment!
But Xiao Hua did not dare withdraw it. He understood that with his hopelessly directionless searching, once he took flight, he would likely lose Fairy Hongxia and the others' trail. He could only drift farther and farther away, with no chance whatsoever of finding them.
The only thing Xiao Hua could rely on... was this divine sense!
Ordinary people could not comprehend the feeling of entering a lake of fire. Even an ordinary person who touched a flame would be burned and jerk their hand back—how could they possibly reach into the fire again? There might indeed be chestnuts to pull from the fire, but the process would be exceedingly brief! How could it compare to Xiao Hua's agony of throwing himself headlong into the flames? That piercing pain stabbed into his divine sense again and again, like countless sharp awls ceaselessly striking and wounding him.
"Roar!" Xiao Hua also cried out, as though he wanted to roar the pain from his body. Nor did he dare linger in midair. Lightning flickered around him as he flew straight toward the monster!
"Rumble..." Xiao Hua's hands danced through the air, his manner crazed. The dark clouds overhead surged and gathered with startling speed. Dozens of heavenly lightning bolts split down like sharp swords, every one of them falling upon the same target—the approaching