After being swallowed by that cluster of pink mist at the end of the passage, Wang Yuan didn't know how much time had passed.
When he gradually regained consciousness, he felt his brain inexplicably groggy and slow.
There was none of the mental clarity and sharpness from his previous breakthrough as a Yellow Seal Mage, not even as good as when he was at the Yin God level.
He couldn't help but gently shake his head and called out in his mind:
"Sister, Zisu, Hualing, Lady Immortal, Hongying, Xing'er... Are you all right?"
He called out each name, one by one, but received no response.
Even the Jade City Golden Que Divine Seal and the Dual Realm Dharma Body, which should have responded to his will, remained silent, as if they didn't exist at all!
A chill went through Wang Yuan's heart, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
What he saw was a bedroom on the second floor, antique and fragrant, with a bed, dressing table, and gold-painted screens... it looked like a girl's boudoir.
