It was unknown how long had passed before Su Fan slowly opened his heavy eyelids.
He lay limp on the ground, his entire body covered in wounds so horrific they were almost unbearable to look at.
The "Cloud Light Dragon Pattern Mist Transformation Treasure Robe" he had once been so proud of was now torn to shreds. Its fabric was ragged and stained with dust and unknown grime, and not a trace of its former spiritual radiance remained.
Su Fan blinked blankly, his eyes filled with confusion, and slowly turned his neck to survey his surroundings.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
Where the hell did you bring me?
At that moment, Su Fan's thoughts had completely gone blank.
Not only did he have no idea where he was, he could not even remember how he had passed out.
His entire mind was shrouded in dense fog, a chaotic mess in which even thinking had become sluggish.
"Guh..."
A pained hiss forced its way through Su Fan's clenched teeth.
He instinctively tried to brace himself against the ground and sit up, but the instant he exerted himself, a sharp, bone-piercing pain surged from every limb and bone, spreading through his entire body.
His face instantly went pale from the pain. His teeth chattered, his brows twisted together, and his features warped slightly.
Only when that agony struck did his muddled mind seem to be pricked by a needle, finally allowing a few scattered fragments of memory to return.
Su Fan's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart gave a sudden lurch.
Wasn't I breaking through to the Integrated Body Realm just now?
Could it be that I didn't die?
He struggled to recall what had happened. He only remembered the third bolt of heavenly lightning crashing down.