Pain.
Pain deep to the core, as if every cell has been pierced through.
Gu Jianlin's vision darkened, on the brink of passing out from the agony, unsure if his body was still intact.
But over the past year, he had endured countless life-and-death crises, survived numerous bone-crushing pains, so this kind of pain seemed to be nothing, right?
More painful was the helplessness and despair on the overpass back then.
The heartache of watching those in the refuge being massacred in Black Cloud City.
Seeing Thunder's dying face, and Moon Princess silently crying in the bathroom, clutching her Vermilion Bird Mark.
Also, the stab from behind in the Divine Ruins.
And the woman dispersing with the wind beneath the Candle Light Divine Tree.
Pain piercing through the heart.
Bam!
The elemental storm exploded again, and the blood-soaked youth emerged, his roar resembling a dragon's growl!
Spirituality burned viciously.
