Several hours later, Xukong finally completed the seal.
The countless spatial threads that had filled the ring's space slowly withdrew back into the spider's body while the ancient runes faded from sight one after another. The distortions in space gradually settled as well, leaving behind only Lin Mu sitting cross legged in silence.
For a few moments, he simply observed himself.
The feeling was strange.
His cultivation was still there, every core remained intact, his immortal essence still flowed through his body, his Dao Embryos remained untouched and nothing had actually disappeared.
And yet it felt as if all of it had become infinitely distant.
Lin Mu could sense his cultivation clearly within himself, but it no longer seemed to occupy the same space as his body. It was similar to looking through a window at something that was nearby yet unreachable.
The sensation was difficult to describe.
"It worked." Xukong stated.
Lin Mu nodded slowly. "It did."
