"So, if I consider this sand pit as me, the original sand as human nature… and the later filled sand as divinity…"
Xu Qing's expression changed, his breath slightly accelerated. He vaguely felt that he had grasped a key point, and was about to contemplate it, when in the next instant, a massive scorpion tail shot out of the sand beside him, piercing into his body.
Xu Qing's body landed in the distance with a loud thud, as if a kite with a broken string.
In an instant, three sand scorpions rushed towards the place where he fell, closing in rapidly and beginning to bite.
Xu Qing ignored them. Although his body was weak, it still possessed resilience. These scorpions couldn't tear him apart in a short time. Though pain surged, Xu Qing's thoughts were the most crucial thing for him now.
He allowed the scorpions to bite him while closing his eyes to continue his previous thoughts.