"What... what's happening? My condition... isn't right!" Xu Ping gritted his teeth, doing his utmost to suppress the surging impulse within him.
"I need to get out of here..."
He forced himself with immense willpower to turn around, taking steps forward.
Not knowing how long he walked, the screams at his ears gradually faded, and the pungent smell of blood no longer lingered at the tip of his nose.
Only then did he feel that the impulse in his heart slowly weakened and eventually vanished without a trace.
"Huff... huff..."
He took deep breaths, his entire body drenched in sweat, as if he'd just been pulled out of the water.
"What on earth happened to me just now!?" Xu Ping's eyes revealed a hint of panic.
A moment ago, dominated by intense emotions, he seemed on the verge of turning into someone else.
He had a premonition in his heart that if he hadn't suppressed that impulse and went up with his sword to kill, some unexpected changes might have occurred to him.
