Urban Rebirth: I, Qingyuan Immortal Emperor Town, Eternal Reincarnation

The smell of disinfectant mixed with some unidentifiable sweet smell of decay, like the smell of first love, entered the nasal cavity. Jiang Chen's consciousness seemed to be forcibly pulled back from the cold star sea hundreds of millions of light years away, and fell heavily into a heavy, weak, and almost falling apart body. Every weak breath was accompanied by a tearing pain deep in the chest, and a rust-like sweetness was clogged in the throat.