He felt as if he had entered an extremely hot place, his body drenched in sweat, large beads of it running down his forehead and falling to the ground, quickly creating a wet patch. His chest heaved violently, and he gasped for air, as if trying to suck the atmosphere dry to alleviate his fear.
"Scared the living daylights out of me!"
Jin Guang cried out, his pupils filled with horror.
What on earth!
The Dharma Image is the sun?!
And such a violent sun at that!
That alone might have just given Jin Guang a fright but wouldn't have killed him.
But now he really felt close to death.
No wonder, no wonder those four tried to turn Song Yin into a Great Demon, no wonder they tried to intervene and stop him from achieving his Dao.
What Song Yin could see, he naturally could see too. The world was exactly that uncompromising.
