"Huff!"
"Puff!"
With the full level experience boosting him, Zhong Lin had achieved the level of the Creator in the "Red Sun Stance," standing high above, making him feel like a veteran who had trained in Pile Skill for decades.
His eyes were slightly closed, his hands forming a virtual embrace in front of his chest, as if holding the sun in his arms.
A scorching aura emanated from Zhong Lin, making it feel like a furnace within three feet.
If one were to listen closely near Zhong Lin at this moment, they might even hear the sound of blood flowing.
As time passed, sweat formed on Zhong Lin's forehead, soaking his clothes, as if his entire body was sweating, with the Qi-Blood flowing around him feeling like it was burning, turning from warm to scorching hot.
"Huff!"
An hour later, Zhong Lin slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a mouthful of turbid air that condensed in the void, lingering several feet long.
