A strong ear ringing accompanied by the sedimentation of consciousness.
Luo Di's grain-sized consciousness finally broke free from some unknown realm and returned to his body, with relevant memories also back to normal.
Of course,
The experiences of over a hundred thousand cycles were preserved.
The sensations learned from an ordinary person's body such as reversing, sword techniques, and feeling undead were deeply imprinted in his mind.
Luo Di could clearly feel that his realm had reached a higher level. Though uncertain if he could be called a "God," he now had confidence to contend with some real divines, even having the confidence to take down the Lame Walker who once sought to occupy the Corner.
"Is this... the prison cell inside the Prison Director's arm?"
When the memory was sorted,
Luo Di opened his eyes to find that his body was actually bound to a metal-structured chair, with his head inserted with various strange needle-like devices.
