The image froze there, and everything turned gray and white again.
He already knew what happened afterward, and [Illuminating the Nether] could no longer record it. Yang Yan traveled a thousand miles to Bowang and, amid his headlong rampage, encountered him.
At that very moment, a strange sensation welled up in Pei Ye's mind. He suddenly realized that he had sunk completely into this body. This time, the fit was absolute.
He breathed, and the cool morning air entered his nostrils.
Pei Ye stood stunned for a while before realizing that the "Arabian Nights fantasy" had actually come true. First, he raised his hand and pulled out the corner of paper before him, which the boy had failed to notice.
"Master said, 'Li,' courtesy name 'Reunion.'"
Chapter 330: The courtyard back then
Pei Ye stood stunned for a while, then raised his hand again. It was no illusion. He truly could control this body. Cold wind poured through the doorway, stirring every fine hair on his skin.
Pei Ye wrapped his clothes tighter around himself. The moment he stepped outside, his breathing caught. He did not know how Yang Yan had adjusted his breathing earlier; at any rate, he could only sustain a measure of ease with true qi now.
As far as his eyes could reach, the entire expanse of Lake Mountain had dimmed.
It was not nighttime, but a still, silent grayness. There were no lights, no stirring leaves; even color had vanished. Like a painting, they had once again become a deathly still "scene," with time no longer flowing.
Except where this body stood.
Within a radius of roughly forty or fifty feet around it, this world came alive again. Rocks and lingering snow lit up anew, and the wind struck his cheeks with force.
Looking down