Langya Sacred Land.
Inside a quiet, secluded room within the Langya Sacred Land, Qin Haotian slowly drifted back to consciousness. His mind was still a haze, his head feeling heavy and clouded as if shrouded in a thick fog that made his thoughts sluggish. As Qin Haotian opened his eyes, his lids felt as heavy as lead, and his vision remained blurred; the entire world appeared as though viewed through a veil.
Yet, he instinctively reached out to his side. Upon touching the familiar demonic sword and confirming its presence, he let out a sigh of relief. With the sword in hand, his heart steadied. This weapon felt like his final line of defense in this world of unknown dangers, his closest and most reliable companion.
Chapter 30