The explosion of the Pill Furnace, like a resounding bolt of Thunder Shock, reverberated in Qin Feiyang's ears.
Fragments flew everywhere, sharp as blades!
In an instant, several wounds appeared on Qin Feiyang's body, with mangled flesh and gushing blood!
A palm-sized piece of debris even lodged in his chest, a mere inch from his heart! If the fragment had penetrated an inch further, reaching his heart, he would have been beyond any mortal or divine help.
Yet, he stood there, seemingly impervious to pain, staring silently at the ruined stone platform. Covered in dust and grime, he was an extremely wretched sight!
"Jian Haotian, what's all this commotion?"
"Are you okay? Open the door, quickly!"
Two Steward Elders, alerted by the noise, rushed over, yelling anxiously from outside the door.
However, Qin Feiyang seemed completely oblivious.
Nevertheless, his hands slowly clenched into fists!
