Chen Xiaolian exhaled as his body staggered.
He could feel an additional presence within his mind. The golden symbols flying about made Chen Xiaolian enter a somewhat dazed state.
He was unable to understand what those golden symbols meant. However, he could sense something strange about them. Those things appeared connected to him somehow. A very close connection. Furthermore, it appeared to be naturally complementing his consciousness.
It was as though it was all part of something he knew of.
This state of partial consciousness continued for an uncertain period of time. When Chen Xiaolian finally regained an iota of his consciousness, he let out a long gasp.
His mind was in a rather exhausted state, similar to how he would feel after spending a long time reading. He felt like he had just finished reading up a very long masterpiece or some arduous time-consuming mental work.