As everyone knows.
Injury doesn't disappear, it just transfers.
There is no free lunch in this world. If there is, then someone else has paid the price for you.
Luo Ji squeezed his eyes shut, his eyelids felt like hinges nailed shut with a stapler, not daring to leave even a sliver of a gap.
But the bizarre thing was, even if he wasn't looking at the mirror, some connection beyond the physical level still eroded his body and spirit like a bone-attached tumor.
The first to hit was the sensation of drowning, as if being pressed into the deep sea, with every breath threatening to burst his lungs.
Then came the terrifying itch from the depths of his marrow, like countless bugs gnawing at his bone cavity.
His shoulder blades and spine spasmed uncontrollably, as if they might pierce through his skin the next second and drill their way out.
Afterward, his consciousness plunged into a thick darkness, with all five senses being completely stripped away.
