Yang Ze didn't remember what happened after he used his newly gained talent, Tempest Call. He could remember using both his mental and internal energy, hoping to create a cyclone strong enough to kill that large boar and the serpent. But when he wanted to stop... he couldn't.
Both his mind and dantian turned into broken dams, unable to hold back the mental and internal energy in his body. And the cyclone that he wanted to form began to drain it all, and when his internal and mental energy wasn't enough, it even began to drain his life force.
By the time Yang Ze realised what was happening, it was already too late. He could only watch helplessly as his life began to fade.
And after that... endless darkness.
"Hmm..."
"Hmm Hmm..."
"Hmm Hmmm Hmmm..."
It was the soft humming of a tune that woke him up, and the first thing that greeted his sight wasn't the shattered grassland or the corpses of the demonic beasts but the back of a mature woman.
