"What's happening..."
Ron murmured softly, feeling as if his brain was being squeezed by an invisible giant hand, making his thoughts slow and chaotic.
This sensation was completely different from ordinary fatigue, more like some sort of overload originating deep within the spirit.
When he tried to continue reading, the words before his eyes seemed to start twisting, transforming into incomprehensible symbols, then reassembling into terrifying visions.
"It seems the mental overload is too severe." Ron gritted his teeth, barely managing to close the book.
Even with his Advanced Apprentice level 4.0 Spiritual Power, delving deeply for hours into this sort of forbidden book involving abyssal knowledge was still a massive challenge.
He couldn't help but recall the old guard's warning—when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.
"If I were still at the Intermediate Apprentice stage, I probably couldn't even read a few pages before this would happen."
