The images I see have delays, my thoughts are delayed, and my body even more so. He might not even realize that something has gone wrong with his Divine Soul.
"Who am I?"
"Where am I?"
"What am I doing?"
"Is this the sky or the underground?"
"Upside down or right side up, illusion or reality?"
His eyes fly everywhere chaotically, and at this moment, he wishes he were a chameleon who could separate his eyes to glance around. Only now does he understand the ridiculousness of Yu Ying dragging himself up from halfway to death to protect him, even managing to fend off that Cen Family sibling duo.
There's a saying, in case you haven't heard of it.
The more unconventional the cultivation, the tougher the fight.
Be it Yun Xiyin or Yu Ying, both had extremely unconventional primary cultivation focuses, and both relied on music as a weapon. However, Yu Ying's emphasis was slightly more unorthodox.
