His bright green pupils slowly broke free from the stupor and refocused back on the world around him.
His eyes felt like they were on fire, in fact, that was the case for his very soul which amalgamated every aspect of the life he just experienced.
His throat was bone dry so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried to speak, an act he had not repeated in almost 50 years.
"Thirsty...I'm so thirsty..."
He was burning up, every single part of him was.
*Beep*
|Warning: Body Temperature 60 degrees and Rising|
*Cough*Cough*
Hao Xuan clenched his chest which felt like it was about to explode and quickly breathed out in a long stream. The air distorted from the rising temperature just as it would over an open flame and the end of the stream even ignited for a short moment.
Chaos Qi was bubbling and boiling within his meridians and was forcefully being pushed out from the increasing pressure.
|80 Degrees and Rising|