Shen Jingqi clenched his teeth tightly, beads of sweat as large as beans rolling down his forehead. He knew that this arduous journey to unlock the Eighth Consciousness had just barely lifted the curtain of mystery, and more daunting challenges were quietly approaching like beasts in the night.
As his cultivation deepened, a searing pain spread wildly from his dantian like a surging tide. The pain was as if countless hair-thin, razor-sharp steel needles were viciously stabbing into his body all at once, every inch of skin, every nerve, enduring an indescribable torment. Shen Jingqi couldn't help but let out a piercing scream, his body curling up instantly like a wounded beast, struggling in endless agony.
