Drops of red blood splattered onto the cold ground, bit by bit, and each one struck the floor with a dark red color. Zhao Li Xin felt his entire body tremble, and his vision suddenly became blurred.
For a moment, it felt as though his chest were being crushed under an invisible weight. The pressure grew more intense with every heartbeat, like the world itself was trying to squash him.
Then, all of a sudden, the weight on his chest vanished. In its place came a wave of warmth, like sunlight breaking through storm clouds. It started in his chest and radiated outward, spreading through his limbs, calming the tremble in his fingers, and easing the pain in his muscles. His breath, once shallow and ragged, became slow and steady.
The oppressive silence around him seemed to part, and before his mind's eye, he saw a vast, open space, it was limitless and bright. The sensation was overwhelming, as if the heavens for a second open up before him.
