Chaoyang realized that the visual connection between him and Cui Zhen'en had been interrupted.
He could hear her intermittent voice as if muffled by a blanket, but his own words could not reach her.
This is not normal...
He opened his eyes, intending to connect his consciousness to an external split body outside the room and try again from a different position, but this attempt also failed. The moment Chaoyang opened his eyes, he sensed that he had lost contact with his split body. The panoramic view he had cultivated became narrow and cramped, and he could no longer receive the additional images and sounds in his heart.
Even the act of opening his eyes felt sluggish, as if he was not in an empty, old room, but stuck deep in a quagmire.
No, this isn't right!
The problem wasn't on Cui Zhen'en's side...
It was within himself!
Chaoyang's internal alarms were blaring!
