On the panel, [Transcendence] dragged a long tail of light, shining brightly.
With a thought, his consciousness rapidly plunged into the Inner World, lightly touching the fist seal amidst the void corner of the night sky.
In the next second—
Whoosh~
Endless dazzling flashes filled his vision, a deafening thunder erupted in his mind and heart, accompanied by a tremble of his body, Meng Chuan, lying on the space chair, went limp, losing all "consciousness."
The soul roamed freely, the body turned into an empty shell.
...
"What's going on...?"
Countless flowing lights enveloped the body, the Inner World was in turmoil, and the north sea surged with towering waves.
The Inverted Mountain shook as Xuanming awoke.
He exhaled a stream resembling light and mist that lingered endlessly, then reeled it back into his mouth like an old man fishing, not leaving a trace behind.
Feeling slightly better, Xuanming finally had the spirit to observe what had occurred around him.
