Chapter 180: The Birth of a Monstrous Cultivator
After his master's foreboding warning echoed in his mind, Hu Jin felt an ominous prickle dance across his scalp, the sensation crawling like a lava spider through his brain. Abruptly, the tingling gave way to a searing agony that enveloped his head. The heat surged so intensely that it seemed to bore into his skull, threatening to melt his eyes in their sockets.
He opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out; his voice was stifled, smothered by the oppressive air around him. Instead of his cry, only a sinister buzzing sound filled his ears.
Was he already dead? The comforting voice of his master, who had been like a pillar, was no longer there. He felt scared...
Hu Jin felt like his face was melting. No, it was the mask he had on his face!
When Hu Jin came to his senses, he found himself in a strange white cloud with his master's panicked face looking over him.
"Hu Jin, you must wake up right now, or you will die!" His master yelled as Hu Jin slowly regained consciousness. His master's voice continued repeating the same plea, though the sound was getting fainter.
Master, what are you doing? he thought. You said that staying out for too long was dangerous in the tomb of an immortal. The arrays were going to notice your presence.
"Hu Jin! Are you willing to let your life end like this? Get up! After all the humiliation you've suffered, will you let your enemies win?" His master reminded him of all the pain he had endured to get here. The humiliation of his fiancée breaking the engagement and him finally winning his fight against her. The family members who bullied him, his enemies, those who scorned him… he hadn't repaid them all!
With a guttural roar, Hu Jin forced himself to stand and finally came to his senses. The first thing he noticed was the fleshy mask hanging on his face and that his master's presence had turned almost translucent as the sound of lightning crashed all around them.