Sun Yuan was gasping for breath, feeling for the first time that being able to breathe was a kind of happiness.
Thinking about the previous dangers, even he broke into a cold sweat.
Whether it was the will of his past life or that Evil Demon 'Taiyi,' they could easily destroy him in the sea of consciousness.
The reason he survived in the end wasn't some fisherman benefiting from the clams fighting; it was just that his past life's will spared him.
Specifically, it was that when it was determined that it would only perish together with that mass of will, his past life's will actively protected him.
At this thought, Sun Yuan's expression became incomparably complex.
The next moment, he got up, feeling a piercing pain in his body.
'Damn it, I remember my body was once strengthened, now it's all wasted...'
He mumbled: "Anyway, surviving is a good thing! It's just... how do I get out?"
