The roar and anger of blood and flesh were like a mountain call and tsunami, wave after wave impacting Feng Mu's body. His skin swelled painfully as if it were about to burst open, his bones ached as if they were about to break, and his internal organs were unable to bear the heavy pressure, seemingly about to explode into a mass of blood at any moment.
Yet, the eerie tremor was like an invisible net, entwining between the skin and bones, firmly restraining the rampant blood and flesh, maintaining their proper form. The immense pain stimulated his nerves, causing his eyes to lose color, his ears to lose sound, and his mouth and nose to lose taste, until eventually the pain also gradually numbed, losing all sensation.
