How did it feel when a top-level part of great Dao of nature was forcibly thrust into one’s soul?
Ji Hao didn’t know how the other people would feel if the same thing happened to them. He felt like he was the most tender, tiniest and softest grass seed, but someone suddenly sent all the life-force of a giant tree that was born when the world was first created, and contained an immense prehistorical power, violently into his body.
Both Ji Hao’s body and soul exploded immediately. He couldn’t feel his body and soul anymore. Surrounding him was a void and endless light, with inexhaustible, crazily surging heat, just like a tsunami in an ocean of light and heat.
Only a slight little bit of his spirit, that was the most original bit of spirit of his remained, floating in the ocean of light and heat, silently looking at this great ocean roaring and shaking, sensing the constantly changing, endless, indescribable power surrounding it.