Chapter 246 - Success

Beside the Geothermal Spring, Fang Hao sat there, unaware of how much time had passed. He looked as if he had just been fished out of magma; his skin was as crimson as blood, covered in fine, dense cracks like those found on crazed porcelain. Deep within those cracks, a dim red firelight flickered faintly. Wisps of white steam rose from the top of his head, twisting and dissipating in the high heat. His eyes were tightly shut, his teeth clenched, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly from the extreme agony. His sweat had long since dried up, making him look like a statue being forged in a blazing fire.