These afterimages were incredibly real. They did not seem like an illusion.
Luo Zheng shook his head. As he focused his gaze, all the afterimages swiftly converged again...
They had converged, but like overflowing water, those afterimages seemed about to spill out of their original forms.
This phenomenon lasted a full half an incense stick's time. Luo Zheng remained dazed for quite a while before recovering.
Fuxi, Nuwa, the Eastern Emperor, and the others gathered around him, concern showing on their faces.
At their level of cultivation, unless they encountered powerful soul pressure, there was no way they could become as disoriented as Luo Zheng had.
But who in this World Within could affect Luo Zheng's soul?
"Luo Zheng, are you all right?" Nuwa asked with concern.
Once the afterimages disappeared, Luo Zheng came back to his senses. He stared blankly around him before saying, "Just now, I saw a lot of afterimages..."
"Afterimages? Hallucinations from blurred vision, perhaps?" Fuxi said. He was inclined to believe Luo Zheng's vision had blurred under excessive stress.
"Hallucinations..."
At that word, Luo Zheng furrowed his brow, then murmured, "They weren't hallucinations. They weren't even afterimages. It was as if they really existed..."
"What?"
Nuwa, Fuxi, and the Eastern Emperor all looked at Luo Zheng as though he were an idiot. Yet Luo Zheng grew increasingly certain. Pointing into the distance, he said, "There were twelve afterimages just now. I saw twelve Nuwas, ten Fuxis, eleven Li Mountains, and six Eastern Emperors. They all truly existed
..."
After staring at Luo Zheng for a while, Fuxi finally said, "Mad, mad! This kid must have gone mad!"
"I haven't gone mad," Luo Zheng said calmly. "Something definitely went wrong with space in that instant. It absolutely wasn't something wrong with me!"
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