Inner World.
Time rewound to the second after Hemat harshly spoke to Heine.
As the nine rope-bound chamber pots were ferociously pulling the shadow outside, the Shadow of Slumber in the Inner World, clawing at Heine, also shrank back instantly.
The overwhelming black, mucous-like tendrils quickly retreated completely.
Confident in his own players, Heine still let out a slight sigh of relief.
He wasn't completely defenseless.
He still had a card up his sleeve, a last-ditch chance to break the net even if it meant the fish would die.
This time he had come in full condition, and after dealing with the soul of the colossus, he still had plenty of spiritual power left.
If he noticed something was amiss, he could go all in with the Yuanling he had "recruited."
It was good that things hadn't gotten too messy.
As the shadow was sucked into the real world, the array in this secret room also gradually returned to normal.
