章 82: Bodyguard

A terrifyingly great weight.

Ji Hao staggered back for around twenty big steps before he finally stabilized his own body. Twenty-seven three-inch-deep footsteps could clearly be seen on the bronze floor, smoke puffing out from all of those footprints.

Ji Hao tightly held the long hilt of the mace. Blood vessels all over his body had swelled and showed underneath his skin. He felt that all his internal organs were being scorched by some humongous heat. A stream of blood was choked up in his throat, and had nearly spurted out. White smoke could be seen rising from his head - every stream of sweat that gushed out of his body evaporating into steam under the influence of such great heat.