Whether the enemy stalled until Qin Siyang's mind collapsed or until he could no longer resist surrendering, both approaches hinged on one thing.
Making Qin Siyang believe the pain would never end.
Now that Qin Siyang had confirmed the pain was easing, he would no longer make a mistake because the enemy dragged things out.
Though Qin Siyang was still struggling through excruciating pain, his resolve was firm.
This was not torture, but a battle of attack and defense.
As soon as Qin Siyang finished speaking, the rain around him stopped.
Looking at the silent swamp, Qin Siyang's lips curled upward. He knew he had exposed the enemy's intentions.
The enemy must have realized his scheme had been seen through and stopped wasting his strength on torturing Qin Siyang. He was probably frantically thinking of what to do once the illusion ended.
Qin Siyang, meanwhile, grew even calmer.
There was nothing he needed to do. He only had to wait quietly to return to the real world.
Both sides had now laid bare the other's plans.
The enemy knew Qin Siyang was waiting for him to reveal himself and turn the tables.
Qin Siyang was waiting for the enemy's illusion to collapse so he could return to reality.
Both sides had shown their hands.
Long after the rain stopped, the swamp around him remained utterly silent.
Qin Siyang stood quietly in the swamp, waiting patiently.
An unknown amount of time passed, and curiosity gradually stirred in Qin Siyang's mind. He wondered what the enemy was doing.
He was almost certain that, to trap him in this illusion, the enemy had to commit his entire consciousness to it. Otherwise, he could never have held someone at Origin Sequence Level Two so firmly.
In other words, the enemy could not divide his