A Little High

Jin Jiuchi felt his blood boiling as a layer of crimson haze shrouded his vision. The restlessness and agitation he had been painstakingly suppressed since he was separated from Shen Nianzu finally erupted at this moment, corroding every last bit of his sanity and leaving nothing but a single resolve— kill! He had to kill them and tear them apart limb by limb! 

A murderous growl emanated from his throat, every cell in his body buzzing and thrumming in cruel anticipation. But just as he opened his jaws wide, ready to unleash his fiery wrath on the first victim, the world suddenly spun before his eyes. 

It felt like he was riding a rollercoaster at five times the speed. The scenery rapidly receded around him like a cicada shedding its shell, and the long-lost sensation returned to his body once more, leaving his body and mind utterly disoriented. He was so dizzy that he could no longer discern his surroundings.