Bottom of the Cold Pond.
Lin Hai had his eyes tightly shut, his marble-like face showing neither sadness nor joy, his entire being plunged into a state of silence.
His nostrils flared, and with every breath, the Ancestral Witch Bloodline of Fire within him was completely unleashed, its power revealed.
Between the sinews and flesh of his arms, veins throbbed, muscles exploded like horned dragons, and the dense, unfathomable blood energy surged forth completely at this moment.
"Thump thump thump!"
At the same time, the blazing gold-colored heart pounded wildly, contracting and expanding, pumping heated blood through his entire bloodstream in an instant.
Though hidden within, it had the momentum of overwhelming waves crashing through inch by inch of Lin Hai's flesh, like rivers rushing and oceans roaring, seemingly mixed with thunderclaps.
Blood like mercury, each drop resembling a volcanic eruption.
