"Boom," a complete explosion, soul scattered!
"Uh... ah!"
A low, muffled groan squeezed out from Gu Sheng's clenched teeth.
He concentrated all his willpower, urging the power from the deepest part of his soul, a force more primordial and mystical than spiritual power. The intangible Soul Power transformed into a myriad of shackles and countless solid foundations, forcibly suppressing the edges of the Sea of Consciousness, firmly confining the boundary from continuously expanding outward!
It was like building a dam forcibly on the side of a river with a devastating flood, constantly raising it and reinforcing it to withstand waves. The torment, originating from the soul's depths, flooded Gu Sheng's will like a tide.
His face was pale as paper, his sweat had long drenched his clothes, dripping onto the floor to form a small puddle.
