"Achieving the Dao... from mortal to saint... from beginning to end... then ascending to truth!"
The mighty sound waves washed through his spirit, Bai Qi struggled to open his eyes, embracing the torrents coming from unknown origins, where thousands of images and forms, even more profound and obscure than secret texts, surged and crashed into his mind.
It felt as if one "eighty" roar after another, and one heavy hammer after another, struck down!
His facial features twisted from the impact, his almost tangible Qi Blood furiously surged and sprayed out in great jets through his seven orifices!
Whoosh! Whoosh whoosh! Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Bai Qi's chest heaved violently, nearly losing control of his pores, releasing scorching heat.
He deliberately tilted his body, and whole plunged from the skiff into the Black Water River.
Crash!
The icy river water surged in from all sides, enveloping Bai Qi like a blazing furnace, the clash of hot and cold producing a sizzling sound.
