Like a dormant volcano, seemingly calm, it actually harbors a magma-like scorching and overwhelming energy, ready to erupt at any moment.
"Whew..."
Watching the True Qi in his Dantian restored to its original state, Fang Cheng gently let out a breath.
His foot crushed the scorched ground, exerting sudden force beneath his sole. With a thrust of his waist, he sprang up in a leap.
At the same time, the dewdrops clinging all over his body instantly dripped down like rainwater to the ground beneath.
Fang Cheng straightened his back, stretching his neck and limb joints.
The sound of his bones crackled like the crisp melody of piano keys, pleasing to the ear.
The muscles all over his body were slightly heating up, evoking the feeling of a hearty brawl with someone.
Simultaneously, each and every pore exuded a refreshing sensation akin to a rain-cleansed morning, indescribably comfortable and soothing.
It was like enjoying a super amplified massage, an ice and fire massage.
