Worse than the reshaping of his physical body were the heart-scorching demonic thoughts and endless illusions that invaded his sea of consciousness along with the lightning.
The fear, regret, and weakness accumulated from over a decade of teetering on the edge of life and death were instantly magnified in the thunderous fire, transforming into countless ferocious roars that sought to devour him and drag him into the abyss.
Outside the tower.
Li Wen and Fang Chenghong stood side by side, silently watching the exceptionally brilliant purple lightning on the third floor of the Thunder Attraction Tower as it flickered in and out of view.
Fang Chenghong's eyes betrayed his worry. "My brother has been gone for too long, directly charging for the Ninth Layer..."
"Teacher Fang made it," Li Wen said, his voice calm and certain. His gaze seemed to pierce through the tower walls, as if he could see the figure inside battling against hell itself.
