"Hiss!"
Yan Chuan lay on the ground, his teeth chattering, a mixed sensation of pleasure and pain.
In his arms, the star stone shone brilliantly.
Within his body, qi-blood surged.
Yan Chuan sensed that within the 'star stone,' countless starlights converged into a star river. At its end was a gateway, behind which lay darkness and mystery — the 'Mountain and Sea Realm.'
As this 'star river' and 'star gate' manifested, what emanated seemed to be 'suppression,' or perhaps a 'gravity field.' In any case, Yan Chuan found himself in this heavy domain, burdened by hundreds and thousands of catties, affecting not just his body and shoulders but also his qi-blood, muscle and bone, skin and flesh — all aspects enduring sudden pressure.
External heaviness.
Internal oppression.
Yan Chuan, overwhelmed by this pleasurable agony, had countless capillaries burst, with tiny blood beads seeping from his pores.
Flat on the ground.
Bearing a bloody appearance.
