As the Fuxi roared, the clusters of light spots that constituted its 'body' turned into lackluster black spots, too, which danced around Lu Qingchen's soul like countless black holes the size of needles. Black mist was released, as if it were going to envelop and swallow his soul and seal him in a specific, tiny 'dark barrier'.
"Do you know what the deepest desperation is? If you encounter the strongest enemy the moment you leave your hometown, and you are defeated or even wiped out by the enemy, it is not the deepest desperation. You will only be stomped to death by the dinosaurs.