It was like a dream, yet not quite. Reality and dreams kept intertwining.
The luster of the glass became increasingly hazy and magnificent. Qin Yu's eyelids felt unbearably heavy.
Despite his efforts to resist, he couldn't fend off the overwhelming drowsiness. His eyelids suddenly closed.
In the next moment, a sense of alarm flooded his mind, jolting him awake.
Not far from him, Xin Yue stood, her body unscathed as if untouched by the recent events.
"How is this possible?" Qin Yu's mind reeled. What had transpired seemed like only a brief moment.
From the moment his eyelids shut to when they opened again, everything had changed so drastically.
Soaring Wind Slash!
Xin Yue's formidable battle intent surged once more, seizing hold of Qin Yu's internal qi.
In almost an instant, she appeared before him, delivering a powerful punch.
Ethereal Movement Technique!