In the backyard of the Yizhou City's governor's mansion, Commander Qian Jin was also entering that mysterious realm.
Under the influence of the golden stone medicinal powder, Qian Jin closed his eyes, allowing the blood in his body to surge like a roaring river. His senses became acute; he could even touch the shape of the wind. At this moment, it felt as though his consciousness had ascended to the heavens, overlooking the beings of the world.
At this instant, Qian Jin almost felt omnipotent.
After a while, when he had completely finished using the powder, Qian Jin reluctantly returned from his previous trance-like state.
Using the powder is not a good thing, Qian Jin knew that, as the golden stone medicinal powder would harm the body, and long-term use would even create a dependency—yet there was no choice, Qian Jin couldn't break away from it. It surpassed mere instinctual craving; it was a refusal deep down in his heart to abandon it.
