He then tried to circulate his qi once again.
The flow resisted him, as if every cycle had to pass through layers of invisible friction.
Fortunately, it was better than earlier.
Pain flared behind his eyes as his dantian strained to push energy outward.
The silhouettes moved even closer this time.
Their shapes sharpened turning into elongated limbs with too many joints and eyes that glowed briefly before vanishing again.
Victor forced his breathing into rhythm.
'Focus...' he mummered internally while trying to reactivate Void Emperor Bloodline.
Space responded reluctantly, like a wounded animal refusing to move.
Victor poured everything he had into a single point.
"Dimensional Warp."
Silver markings exploded outward, incomplete and flickering... but functional.
The moment the silhouettes drew closer, the world tore.
Victor vanished just as clawed shapes passed through where his head had been.
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Air rushed back into his lungs violently.
