In the Thunder Fire Alchemy Hall, Qin Ming's body shook violently. He felt as if overwhelming waves were crashing against the shore, with himself as a fragile boat amidst the sea, and if it weren't for the crowded people around him, he might have truly fallen to the ground.
In this Golden Hall, engraved with the textures of time, those surging emotions were too intense, overwhelming him to the point where his head was spinning.
"No, I still want to live on, I must not die here!"
"A lan, wait for me to come back and marry you, I can withstand the erosion of the Heavenly Light!"
"At the ripe old age of one hundred and twenty, life has reached its end. Yearning for the Heavenly Light to descend upon me and step into a higher realm for a longer life, it turns out to be unattainable."
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In an instant, Qin Ming resonated with dozens of emotions, all incredibly intense, carrying the resentment and grievance before death, furiously assaulting him.
