C215 The Understanding of Life and Death.
At this moment, Wu Xiaoming was neither sad nor happy. All he felt was that his muscles seemed to have left his body. His primordial spirit was wrapped in the Kongtong Seal and the Grade Twelve Golden Lotus, quietly staying in the Qiongqi's body, watching as his flesh and blood melted like cheese into the stinky liquid below.
After an unknown period of time