"Ha, ha..."
Liang Qu sprawled out, collapsing on the ground, barely having the strength to let his chest rise and fall. The heavy breathing squeezed out from his throat, much like the wind passing through a cave.
He panted violently like a fish flopping on the riverbank.
His saliva was as sticky as glue, his head felt as heavy as if filled with cement, and every muscle twitched and convulsed, unable to extract even a trace of strength. His brain completely lost control, relying only on the body's instincts.
Even the first time he received Lord Chuan's Favor could not compare to the pain of this transcendence.
Just experiencing it for an instant was enough to kill an average Fourth Stage Martial Artist a hundred times!
He had no extra energy to explore his gains.
He was in a daze for about an hour.
