The brilliance that filled the sky and earth slowly receded, finally disappearing into the dim buildings around.
But even so, the faintly scattered radiance still illuminated everything around, making the whole world appear as if wrapped in light.
A blurry purple silhouette stood at the edge of the radiant buildings, trying to break through the surrounding glow, but only felt an invisible hand pulling at him, unable to escape this clamp no matter how much he struggled.
Yet despite this, under the immense pull, he still 'moved' his 'steps'.
This was merely a spiritual space, with no concept of distance; he could leave this area instantly if he wished.
He knew very well that He Ao's consciousness state was unstable, no matter what method He Ao used to stabilize his 'humanity', now was the most vulnerable time, and judging from He Ao's condition, those 'anchors' couldn't be very strong.
And as for him, he wasn't driven solely by his own will.
