Mmph~!
Who knew how long had passed? Li Su opened his eyes, his face deathly pale, feeling utterly awful.
It was like waking up after drinking himself unconscious—everything spun, the connection between his mind and body had been severed, and his whole being was in a blazing, befuddled haze.
Even with Taiyi cultivation, it took him quite a while to recover.
Mm, an unfamiliar ceiling!
He had not felt this way in a very long time.
But damn it, what exactly had happened?
The only thing he remembered was activating the third origin and awakening the Nether Script. Everything after that was a complete mess in his mind.
"Your Highness!"
Before Li Su could speak, a delighted voice rang out.
It was Zhao Ming, Interception Sect's second senior brother. He was standing nearby, and when he saw Li Su awaken, a smile could not help appearing on his face.
Li Su took a breath and asked somewhat uncertainly, "I am...?"
"Your Highness has been unconscious for a day. After the ghost souls won, all of us were sent directly back out, returning to Fengdu's middle city. Your Highness was there as well, but for some reason, you remained unconscious." Zhao Ming immediately explained everything he knew.
The middle city?
A puzzled look appeared on Li Su's face. Though his mind was still a mess, he remembered what had happened before quite clearly.
"Directly back to the middle city? Not the inner city?"
"That's right. Everyone was sent straight back to the middle city. The inner city simply vanished."
"Vanished?"
"No, perhaps vanished is not the right word." Someone beside them spoke. "It would be more accurate to say it was as though it had never existed."
Li Su froze, because the speaker was not an Interception Sect disciple, but Baili