In the cultivation room, Ji Xinghuo stood up.
He distinctly felt an energy churning in his stomach as if it were alive, quickly penetrating the stomach wall and spreading to all his internal organs, reaching every part of his body within tens of seconds. Muscles, bones, blood—from the inside out, every inch of his body was soaked.
All of a sudden, from head to toe, he felt an itchy sensation, and all his body hair stood on end.
Crackle, pop...
Ji Xinghuo heard strange noises above his head and also detected a bizarre burnt smell. Turning his head to look in the mirror on the wall, he saw his hair trembling strand by strand.
Sparks were flickering in his hair; they were jumping currents of electricity.
"It feels like I've been electrocuted!"
Ji Xinghuo looked at the hair on his arms; beneath the skin, faint currents of electricity were visible. Other than the itchiness, however, there was no pain.
"Hmm..."