In the space-time dimension, atop an uneven stone platform, Lin Chuan barely propped himself up, sat cross-legged, and began cultivating to recover.
He had talked so much with the girl named Ni Huanzhi earlier solely because his Mangekyō Sharingan had yet to recover. Only after returning to the space-time dimension was Lin Chuan truly safe.
But Ni Huanzhi tried to kill me earlier, and she knows so many of my secrets. I absolutely cannot let her off easily! Lin Chuan thought.
Outside.
A faint breeze swept by, gently lifting Ni Huanzhi's long hair and robes, while her body remained frozen in midair for roughly three to five breaths.
"How... did he disappear...?"
After a long while, Ni Huanzhi came back to her senses. Staring at the empty ground in the distance, she could not calm herself for a long time. Even with the enormous sword mark on the ground, everything that had happened felt like an illusion—so unreal!
A heavily injured cultivator at the mid-Nascent Soul stage had simply vanished right before her eyes. Who would believe such a thing if it were told? Even Ni Huanzhi herself would not believe it.
"Tell me... was what happened just now real?" Ni Huanzhi softly asked the black tiger beneath her feet.
A trace of confusion appeared in the black tiger's eyes. As a Spirit Beast, its intelligence had never been very high. When Lin Chuan had been there, it had been able to truthfully tell the powerful human cultivator with the special ability to communicate what had happened. But the instant Lin Chuan vanished, the black tiger itself became confused. It could no longer tell what was illusion and what was nothingness.
At that moment, both woman and tiger were utterly disheveled in the wind!
After a while, Ni Huanzhi looked