A barely audible sound, akin to a tiger's roar, echoed in the tranquil night.
This sound was so faint that if one didn't listen closely, it would seem like the buzzing of flies. However, if amplified, it would sound as vivid as a tiger's roar, distinctly different from the usual RUMBLING noise.
And it was coming from inside Zhang Beixing!
At the same time, as the tiger-roaring sound ended, the sound of a trickling stream also emanated from his body.
It was the sound of blood flowing!
An astonishing phenomenon!
If outsiders were to witness this scene, or if the sound were louder, it would likely be terrifying.
After all, who would have thought that such a sound could come from within a human body?
Having heard this noise, Zhang Beixing's tense spirit relaxed. He could no longer fend off the fatigue coursing through his body and, with a stagger, he fell to the ground, his face pale with weakness.
He was gasping for breath, like a bellows hard at work.
