The short sword pierced through Lin Tian's chest, brushing past his heart. He felt his limbs slowly stiffening, his consciousness blurring more and more, a drowsy feeling overtaking him, as if he were about to die.
However, after he drank the healing potion, his entire being immediately rejuvenated, limbs slowly regaining sensation, the wound quickly scabbing over. He, once again, came back to life.
The gemstone had been shattered, his mission completed, and he was ready to retreat. Yet, a bizarre scene unfolded before Lin Tian's eyes once more.
From the shattered fragments of the gemstone, an even brighter purple glow ascended. This radiant purple light, brighter than before, pierced through the water, rising to the surface and forming blooming Zixia clouds.
