Ever since the day Zhang Xilin carved the restriction inside the Black Glasses, such a scene played out in his inner world every single day, without fail.
With every baptism of thunder, the form of the Red-robed Woman grew a fraction more illusory, and conversely, the ailment plaguing the Black Glasses lightened a fraction. As this went on, the day would eventually come when he could live under the sun and see without relying on those damn dark glasses.
Should the Red-robed Woman seize the chance to stir up trouble while the Black Glasses took off his sunglasses to use the Source of Qi, she would suffer even greater torment. Yet the two waxed and waned at each other's expense; no matter how much pain it brought her, the woman never let such an opportunity slip by.
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