Above the sky.
Thick thunder dragons rolled up and down in the clouds.
The scorching thunder light turned the originally dim sky as bright as day.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
It was like a scene from a mythical novel unfolding deep in the mountains.
The thunder dragons didn't give Chen Sheng any chance to catch his breath.
They roared and fell from the sky, engulfing Chen Sheng's body.
"Inhale—"
"Exhale—"
The pain in his flesh became more intense.
The view in front of him suddenly began to shake violently.
Chen Sheng abruptly felt a pulling sensation.
As if the next second, he would be separated from his soul consciousness state.
Chen Sheng tried to control his breathing continuously.
Although he didn't know why he had to do this.
Logically,
In his soul consciousness state, he shouldn't even be able to feel whether his body was breathing or not.
But,
When Chen Sheng unconsciously carried on and focused on his breathing actions.
