After an unknown amount of time
In the desolate forest, a pair of eyes slowly opened.
"I'm not dead."
Qin Tian struggled to support his body. As he looked around, the once lush and dense woods now seemed drained of life, becoming withered and decayed.
He quickly examined his body's condition. Fragments of clothing lay scattered on the ground, the previously rampant black hair was gone, yet, strange demon patterns extended from his chest to his limbs. His body felt weak and powerless, his soul surrounded by polluted energy in his mind.
The whole person felt useless, unable to do anything.
"But fortunately, at least I'm still alive."
Qin Tian consoled himself. Previously, he thought he was doomed, but in the end, he survived.
As long as he could survive, there was hope of healing himself.
"It seems that the last operation saved me."
