In the dense darkness, he was like a rising sun about to break through the horizon.
"Huff—"
Fang Cheng gasped heavily, exhaling scorching white air.
He felt the boiling blood in his body surge higher, his temperature becoming even hotter.
Hot streams crazily coursed through his limbs and bones.
Meanwhile, Fang Cheng's consciousness vaguely glimpsed a peculiar scene deep within:
In that void of consciousness, a golden blazing sun hung high, constantly radiating unmatched light and heat.
It seemed to be the true source of all the strength in his body.
In the darkness, Fang Cheng slowly raised his head.
Deep in his eyes, there seemed to be two substantial flames of gold burning fiercely.
He gazed at the trembling shadows huddled in the corner ahead, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widening:
"Come on, again, why not come again?"
He stepped forward, the sole of his shoe crushing the broken bricks and rubble on the ground with a crisp cracking sound.
