บท 617: The Return of the Saint

"Enough about these things. Right now, my wounds are really not light." Chu Feng checked himself and grimaced in pain. He had been struck several times by lighting after coming out from the odd cave. That area was specifically made to purify all things evil. He was nearly shocked to death there and many parts of his body were charred black and bloody.

Add to that his trip to the netherworld and the corrosion of the yin affinity therein, it was like adding one disaster on top of the other. Now that he had calmed down, he was wracked with unbearable agony.

"First it was the extreme yang thunderbolts, then the excessive yin death qi. To be corroded by the two different attributes, it seems I'm super unlikely. It's like I'm suffering a living hell."

Chu Feng mumbled in dissatisfaction. He was struck by lightning out of the blue then invited into the netherworld for no good reason. All of these things were uninvited disasters, at least in his eyes.