章節 1712: Nurturing a Sun Wasn't Bad

An Lin had never been in such a farcical situation.

He was about to be burned to death, but he had to keep persevering.

He was on the verge of tears, but those tears were evaporated by the sun before they could be shed.

Instead of him swallowing a sun, it was as if someone were roasting him on the sun.

An Lin was still sucking in the energy of the sun, and a black light flashed in his eyes, exuding boundless engulfment power.

The sun became smaller and smaller, but it also became more and more dazzling.

After the outer layers had been swallowed by An Lin, the core that was revealed was the true essence of the sun. This essence was scorching to the extreme, and the power of yang was also concentrated to the extreme, making it flow into An Lin's mouth like a viscous paste.

"Hmm… Glug glug glug…"

An Lin was still being forced to swallow, as if he were drinking the strongest alcohol in this world; alcohol that could set him on fire.