The white light before Huo Yuhao's eyes vanished, and that sense of danger finally disappeared.
Still shaken, Huo Yuhao lay sprawled on the floor, taking in the feeling of returning to the real world.
But the next instant, a sharp pain shot through his head, and a sensation of his soul being torn apart arose in his Sea of Consciousness.
At the same time, Huo Yuhao discovered that, just like the Golden Dragon Spear, he too had begun to turn illusory.
He could not even feel his body's existence now, and could only see his own faint, wavering silhouette.
"Who are you? Why are you in my chambers?" A child's voice reached Huo Yuhao's ears, speaking rather quietly.
When Huo Yuhao heard that voice, even the pain that seemed to come from his soul being torn apart no longer seemed to matter.
Huo Yuhao visibly froze, then turned toward the child who had spoken, struggling to suppress the disbelief and excitement on his face.
Huo Yuhao looked at that familiar face and opened his mouth, but no sound would come from his throat.
Huo Yuhao had considered every possibility, every era, but had never imagined that he would appear before Yun Han.
Xu Yunhan was sitting at the edge of his bed, watching the maid sprawled on the floor with a look of "vigilance."
Xu Yunhan had taken Huo Yuhao, who was lying on the floor, for a maid who cleaned the Imperial Palace. After all, from the time his memories became clear, he could not remember ever encountering any danger.
At that moment, Xu Yunhan thought this maid had been sent by his mother to see whether he was asleep.
Xu Yunhan did not shout or turn on the Soul Guidance Lamp. After all, if his mother discovered he