Tonight had stretched on so long that the blinded Ji Li had almost forgotten the passage of time.
In the final moment before darkness swallowed him completely, he had felt only a cool current brush his swollen, aching cheek, like the light touch of an icy finger.
Then his consciousness had been ripped away again and again. Something like a hurricane swept through his mind, forcibly wrenching his awareness out of one scene and casting it into the next.
Ji Li could not see his own complexion. He knew only that his body was cold—so cold that he trembled, chilled to the bone.
Part of it came from his grievous injuries, and part from the atmosphere around him.
His eyes had gone completely blind. All he could rely on was sensation, his perception of his surroundings. Even his hearing was no longer clear.
Somewhere at the edge of his awareness, something seemed to be whispering. Its voice was low, like background noise, but it went on incessantly, as though trying to tell him something.
But he simply could not make it out.
After suffering damage in two consecutive scenes, Ji Li had forced his way through at the cost of severe impairment to his five senses. He was trying to outlast the Time Ghost.
I definitely found the way to defeat this ghost. It seems to stand above the Ghost Bride, but in truth, it's utterly terrified of her.
That Ghost Heart was put to exactly the right use. It's the best slow-acting poison for it.
Some profound, unknown connection had to exist between the Time Ghost and the Ghost Bride, one that had driven it into its current state of agitation, madness, and weakness.
Right now, it was like a wax figure struggling in intense heat, gradually melting from