Fulong Pass, Mount Pingding.
Inside the grand hall, Jin Guang, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, his body dripping with sweat as if he had taken a bath.
"So close, so close..."
His meditating body swayed, and he collapsed to the ground, not getting up for a long while.
His sweat flowed onto the ground, creating a large wet patch.
Jin Guang, trembling, extended a hand and formed a Dharma Seal, trying to wipe his drenched body dry.
But before long, his body began to sweat again, regardless of how he formed seals or removed dust, the sweat simply would not stop.
This was the influence of the Chaotic Sea, incomparable to the outside world.
To be merely basked in the light of that Sun and come out unscathed was a stroke of luck; what was a little sweat?
Jin Guang struggled to his feet and resumed his meditative posture, but his calves kept trembling, unable to still.
"How could I have encountered Song Yin?!"
