The roaring of the Longyuan Monument made people's eardrums ache. Countless fragments of black-and-gold inscription text fell like a torrential downpour, smashing against the bluestone slabs and sending sparks flying.
Lying in the phantom of the light golden recliner, Pi Yanlin looked up at the shattered characters filling the sky and suddenly snapped his fingers. A system notification sounded in his mind: "Today's lying-flat check-in completed. The laziness-borne Dao art is activated, capable of bearing three breaths of Law fragments."
His previously squinted eyes suddenly snapped open, tiny golden lights dancing within his pupils.
Chapter 140