The night was already deep, there was no rain in the sky, but the temperature suddenly dropped to zero, and a thick white mist appeared in the forest. I don't know if the person who just spoke was a person, a ghost, or he was dreaming.

How can you take revenge without power?

Luo Tianyang chewed these words softly.

He suddenly jumped up from the stone, feeling full of strength.

Luo Tianyang was walking in the woods, not knowing what he was looking for.

Suddenly, he saw a golden ball lying quietly on the grass, with dewdrops on the tip.

Luo Tianyang bent down to pick it up, hesitated for a while, and finally crushed it hard.

The golden ball exploded and turned into golden filaments, which penetrated from his ears into his mind like silk.

Luo Tianyang suddenly fell to the ground, his hands wrapped around him, and he had a splitting headache.

He just felt that countless words were becoming clear in his mind little by little, as if he were carving words into his brain with a knife.

Every part of the skin on the body is being melted and decomposed by golden threads.

This memory ball was originally made for immortal cultivators, but he was just an ordinary mortal, how could he withstand such a powerful force.

Luo Tianyang only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, his skin gradually became scalding hot, and the vegetation under him began to smoke.

He rolled and struggled on the ground, and countless flowers and plants were twisted into pieces by him.

Luo Tianyang felt that he was going to die. It would be better if he died. Then he would no longer have to live in pain alone, and he would no longer have to bear hatred.

So Luo Tianyang spread his hands, lay flat on the ground, and quietly waited for death to come.
Chapter completed!