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Xuanyin Island.
Xuanyin Cave.
Woo woo woo!
The Yin Wind rises, one gust after another.
Lu Qingfeng walks among them, his body making a 'rustling' sound.
Upon closer inspection, there are chains locked around his hands, and similarly, chains locked around his feet.
The chains are heavy, his steps laborious.
Within the chains, from time to time, Supreme Yang Fire courses through his entire body, like a heart fire burning fiercely, causing agonizing pain and irritability. Yet within the Xuanyin Cave, the Yin Wind gusts constantly, the chill is bone-deep, intensely cold and damp.
Internal heat versus external cold.
Like the fiercest ice and fire of the Nine layers Heavens, truly an inhuman torture.
"I wonder how Qingyu is doing."
Lu Qingfeng walks a distance, then leans against a wall and sits down.
Ignoring the scorching heat within and the Yin Wind of the cave.
He has suffered many hardships in this game.
