At this moment, Tang Ye also couldn't completely describe the feeling; it was bizarre. He felt nothing at all—no pain, no itchiness. In short, everything that he could previously perceive had vanished at this moment. The only thing remaining was everything he could see before his eyes.
It was hard to describe how his body had lost all vitality in an instant, unable to move, like a pool of sticky substance. He couldn't move by his own motion but could only be moved in some direction by external forces acting directly or indirectly upon him.
This feeling was agonizing, just as if objects people made like tables and chairs could not move themselves without someone moving them when there was no external force affecting them.
However, the only difference was that Tang Ye, this pool of mud, had consciousness. Yet having consciousness and wanting to move but being unable to do so was the most uncomfortable feeling of all!
