Under many gazes, there was still movement in the huge pit.
A black hand reached out from the sand and Song Shi crawled out in a sorry state.
"It's still fierce enough,"
He grinned, highlighting the snow-white teeth under his charred mouth.
He shook his head and recovered from the concussion of the impact.
He walked out of the soil and a green light appeared on his body. His flesh squirmed and with a cracking sound, new flesh grew out. Blood scabs and charred skin fell and were buried in the soil.
All the cultivators were shocked.
If he did not die, he must have successfully transcended the tribulation and was qualified to ascend to the Immortal World.
Thinking of this, they became excited and looked up at the sky in anticipation.
In the huge pit, Song Shi heaved a long sigh of relief and also looked at the sky.
After the dark clouds dissipated, a ray of light suddenly sprinkled down.
