The full moon was concealed, and dark clouds rolled over.
A dense blackness enveloped the world.
Jiang Shi rode on a splendid horse, grasping the reins with his left hand and wielding a Wolf Fang Club with his right. He felt a scorching heat engulfing his entire body, as if a furnace burned within him, with warmth continuously dissipating through his pores. His head was dizzy, and even his nostrils puffed out hot steam.
"What's wrong with me? Damn it, could it be that the blood ginseng is taking effect?"
He shook his head vigorously, striving to stay awake.
But as time passed, the heat in his body intensified, turning his blood into magma, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.
In desperation, he had to take off his upper garment, holding it in his hand, allowing the night breeze to provide a cooling relief.
Recalling the night's encounter, he was struck dumb.
