Hatred can destroy people or give them the courage and strength to live. Lan Xue found her power to survive, while Luo Zheng was suffering in a fiery, enclosed world, surrounded by what seemed like countless lava flows, as if they were about to roast or evaporate him. His eyes couldn't see at all, relying solely on feeling, a suffocating heat swept over him, breathing stalled, lungs began to contract, spasm, intense pain swept through his mind.
"Ah—water, uncomfortable!" A voice shouted from his soul, carrying infinite anger and despair. Soon, Luo Zheng felt a sweet liquid flowing down, but amidst the scorching flames, this little water couldn't extinguish them, he continued to shout: "Water, water—"
