It felt like a dream, yet surreal. Lin Chuan looked up within his own dream, trying to see the hazy figure in the sky clearly.
However, the moment he glanced at it, blood streamed from his eyes, and a piercing agony shot through his mind. It was a pain he had never experienced in his life—a torment that made him truly understand what it meant to wish he were dead.
Beside the Immortal Immersion Pool, Lin Chuan snapped his eyes open. Two trails of fresh blood flowed from his eyes, his face pale, and a profound sense of utter weakness instantly spread throughout his body.
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