Indescribable was the feeling.
In that moment, he saw the sounds of growth, earth, sky, and death, those distant echoes overlapping in one place, hidden from anyone's notice, but now becoming so clear.
So close at hand.
As if just by lifting his eyes he could see, by turning his ear he could listen, by shifting his thoughts he could interfere, and even as if by reaching out, he could touch...
Boom!
A tremendous roar.
The elderly figure before him raised an arm, spread five fingers wide, suddenly blocking in front of Huai Shi's palm, striving to grasp the invisible air.
In the sound of shattering, sharp air currents spread in all directions.
"Wake up, kid."
Luo Lao still had half a piece of steak in his mouth and glared at Huai Shi, who had not yet awoken, and mumbled, "Did you just open your eyes and want to tear the house down!"
In the dizziness like waking from a long sleep, Huai Shi instinctively raised his hand and again reached out with his palm toward him.
