After just a moment, Qi Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, golden light swirling within his pupils. Flames emanated from his nose and mouth, only to be retracted again, cycling endlessly, a truly mystical sight.
His gaze was dazed for a moment, and suddenly he looked at his own hands and feet, discovering the iron chains that bound him there, a look of bewilderment appearing on his face.
Lu Chengfeng standing nearby felt that something was amiss. Compared to Qi Yuan's previous crazed state, he now seemed to possess some consciousness, prompting Lu Chengfeng to silently wonder, "Could it be that he really has been possessed?"
He felt a bit uneasy but was unwilling to stop just yet, so he stood by and observed quietly.
Qi Yuan lay blankly on the ground for a long time, seemingly sorting through his thoughts. He struggled to sit up from the ground, his long hair covering much of his exposed skin.
