421. Third Essence Extraction_1
The moment he clicked on "Confirm," the three materials immediately began to change.
The pale, cold heart suddenly began to beat, resonating with Lu Ban's heartbeat, spreading frost onto his arm, encasing his entire person in ice.
The ancient thread-bound book suddenly flipped open without a breeze, to a few pages, where the words seemed to come to life, jumping off the pages, lining up in formation, and leaping onto Lu Ban's body.
The words entered Lu Ban's ice-bound body, burrowing into his skin, flowing into his veins, and engraving into his marrow, bringing excruciating pain.
However, this pain was partly diluted by the ice, but what was even more torturous was his brain.
In Lu Ban's vision, countless images flowed.
Running Winter Wolves, Glass Flowers blooming in the mud, charred corpses on the attic, death, despair, and madness deeper than the despair of death spun and leapt above Lu Ban's cerebral cortex.
Lu Ban could not even close his eyes.