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I opened my eyes.
The sudden burst of light stung, blinding me for a moment.
Maybe it was because Iâd been trapped in that dark, suffocating mental space for so long.
âYoung Master Guâ¦!â
A voice rang out.
My body reacted immediately, assessing the situation.
Yung Pungâ
I was gripping his wrist.
His trembling eyes were staring directly at me.
ââ¦â
What was happening just before this?
I searched my memories, piecing things together.
My gaze dropped to my other handâstill clutching the Spear.
Right.
I was using it to threaten Yung Pungâor rather, the old man inside him.
My head throbbed.
It was good to be back in reality, but my body felt stiff, likely due to the backlash.
Whooshâ!
I withdrew the Spear and quickly circulated my energy.
I needed to check my condition.
âHmm.â
A couple of cycles later, my energy pooled in my heart, giving me a clear picture of my bodyâs state.
âAs expected.â
Just as I thoughtâ
My body was exactly the same as it had been before I entered that mental space.
None of the injuries Iâd sustained there carried over.
It was a relief, but also something Iâd anticipated.
âHoo.â
I let out a steady breath.
I didnât have the strength to check my surroundings.
My mind was still too chaotic.
ââ¦What are youââ
Yung Pung started speaking, confused by my sudden withdrawal.
Swishâ!
Thudâ!
âGuhâ¦?â
Before he could finish, I struck his jaw.
His head snapped to the side, and he collapsed onto the ground.