Lin Chuan's entire body was covered in wounds, yet rather than feeling pain, he felt a strange excitement accompanied by unbearable itching, making him want to laugh. But he held back, for the battle must continue; he hadn't yet achieved his goal, how could he retreat now!
After lying on the ground for three minutes, once he felt slightly better, Lin Chuan stood up again. His mind had calmed down, realizing he couldn't proceed so recklessly. Earlier he had lost control, acting impulsively, which was understandable. But now, having regained his composure, he couldn't allow himself to act rashly. Revenge was necessary.
Lin Chuan pondered ways to enhance his power, seeing this as the crucial issue. But how could he do so? His gaze swept around, ultimately fixating on the body lying nearby.
