Zhang Rongfang gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and forced himself to endure the intense pain without making a sound.
Time continued to flow.
No idea how much time had passed.
He rarely encountered such situations; even the awakening of his dark vision last time was not as arduous, nor as painful.
Gradually, as time passed, he could feel his internal organs and muscles starting to churn as if they were being mixed in a blender, turning into a chaotic paste.
Thud. One last intense heartbeat.
Finally, everything inside his body began to gradually solidify and cool down.
Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes, a faint dawn light streaming in from the window; it seemed to be early morning.
He glanced down at himself. His entire body was already completely soaked with sweat.
"The changes this time are surprisingly significant... and unlike the last time, there isn't just a visual change.
Dark vision altered the eyes, so back then my vision changed.
