The forest had been reduced to flying ash by the radiance of Song Yin's Great Sun's Power, but curiously, a segment of strange wood was left behind. He looked at the wood, eyes slightly narrowed.
"Big Senior Brother, what's this..." Zhang Fei Xuan said with surprise as he looked at the wood in Song Yin's hand.
"This wood, indeed teems with lustful power. Do you recognize it?" Song Yin asked.
Zhang Fei Xuan approached quickly, reaching out instinctively, "Big Senior Brother, may I take a look?"
His voice carried a hint of dryness.
Song Yin passed the wood over, and Zhang Fei Xuan took it with both hands, his own trembling upon receipt.
That year, the floods had submerged the entire city, demons devoured people, and corpses were strewn everywhere. Besides the bodies, there seemed to be wood floating too...
