This temptation was especially intense, forming a surge of life pulsation so dense that it was palpable.
Every cell in his body experienced an indescribable longing; faced with the temptation of ascension in a single leap, his entire soul writhed, almost leaving his body to throw itself into the bud.
Lu Yuan's face throbbed with bulging veins as he abruptly bit down on the tip of his tongue, the hot, bitter blood pouring into his throat.
It was only the frenzied pounding of the Eternal Spark that barely maintained his clarity of mind.
He finally understood, this was not a superpower, nor was it any kind of chemical drug!
It originated from... resonance with history!
In a very distant past, such stories had indeed occurred.
This series of messages was too profound, forming a force of mind power that continued to influence the present.
