Jiang Chen was already carrying five towering mountain peaks on his back.
Each peak, towering thousands of feet high, pressed down on him, threatening to snap his spine.
With both hands braced on his knees, he barely managed to keep from collapsing to the ground.
But as the sixth mountain peak came crashing down, Jiang Chen's body began to tremble even more violently. Amidst a series of CRACKING sounds, the fissures on his skin spread across his body like shattering porcelain. Sprays of blood erupted with every new crack.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
A crimson spray erupted from each rupture.
His bones were riddled with cracks—a truly gruesome sight.
At that moment, Jiang Chen was only a hair's breadth from death.
RUMBLE!
The sixth peak was about to smash down, becoming the last straw to break the camel's back.
In the midst of Darkness, death, and despair, a blood-red light suddenly erupted from within Jiang Chen's dark eyes.
