Pei Ye was taken aback by the words, "You had such visions while comatose?"
"Yes, Mr. Pei," Zi Huang took a deep breath, "I don't know whether I was awake or if it was the blurred truth I glimpsed when my eyelids fluttered open... or just the chaotic dreams of my unconsciousness."
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Zi Huang felt himself being thrown to the ground.
Even in the darkness, he vaguely sensed he was not alone, that his fate had replaced that of the robed figure who was originally there.
The severe wounds on his body were being healed by power surging from within, but this was no quick feat. He had never been so gravely injured before; his consciousness was buried in thick darkness, a darkness that was not quiet, but instead constantly roiling and stirring, with dazzling, hallucinatory flecks flashing from time to time.
