"How can I deal with this bad situation?" Qian Jin observed his internal state and thought, "Even if I wake up from this state, I can't make potions. Those high-level potions require a high level of control and stability. I can't do that at the moment."
The grey mist didn't stop permeating. It was slow, but it was consistent.
Another warrior seal fragment was entirely devoured by the grey mist. Like a star in the sky that slowly lost its energy, it dimmed and disappeared in Qian Jin's body.
"Universe? Milky way?" Qian Jin looked at all the warrior seal fragments in his body and felt like they genuinely looked like the messy stars in the sky.
"If my body is the universe, then these fragments are stars…"
