In the hall where the breathing earth was kept in, Ji Hao was surrounded by nine blazing suns. The strong golden light released from the nine suns fended against the yellow waves coming from the surrounding space with difficulty. Waves of nearly tangible yellow glow struck on the defensive golden light released from the stainless cloak, under the effect of which, Ji Hao’s moves had become rather difficult.
He felt like a bug sealed in rosin. He had to struggle for quite a while with all of his power to lift his foot, then make a slow step. A loud creaking noise was squeezed out of his bones. Ji Hao even felt that his internal organs were compressed, his heart had shrunk to the size of a bean, and his blood was almost frozen.