The fifth floor of the Illusion Heart Pagoda.
The sky was filled with lightning. A dark purple pillar of lightning plummeted down from the sky.
Wang Teng laid on the ground in a humiliating position with no expressions on his face. He felt hopeless.
After some time, the pillar of lightning disappeared. It was as if everything was just an illusion.
No!
This was all a fantasy, an extremely real illusion.
There was dead silence.
Wang Teng laid quietly on the ground. He couldn't regain his senses. It was too painful and tiring. He felt like he was sleeping… Then, he turned over like a salted fish and stared at the sky that was no longer filled with lightning. He slowly closed his eyes.
"No!"
"I can't sleep!"
"Breakthrough, I'm going to make a breakthrough!"
The next moment, he thought of something and opened his eyes abruptly. His eyeballs popped out and his eyes were bloodshot.
"Continue!"