Victor's eyes widened in realization. "Holy shit… I'm back."
This was the Lingyun Spirit Realm—the sa mystical space he had entered back when he started training in Lingyun's Martial Sword Techniques.
But how?
Victor instinctively looked down at himself. His body was fully intact—he wasn't so ghostly projection or a fading mirage. His qi still pulsed strong within him, but there was a difference now.
A weight settled in his chest.
A pressure.
Unlike before, when he had been rely a visitor, this ti… it felt like he had been summoned here for a reason.
And then, as if answering his thoughts—
The Spirit of Lingyun appeared.
Victor froze as the robed figure materialized before him. The translucent warrior floated slightly above the ground with his long, white robes billowing as if moved by an invisible wind.
His hollow and ancient eyes radiated a profound wisdom that seed to pierce through ti itself.
Victor instinctively stepped back. "Uh, hey there, big guy… long ti no see?"
The spirit didn't answer.
Victor rubbed his temples before letting out a sigh. "Of course. Still on mute, huh?"
Lingyun's spirit raised his sword—a massive, curved blade brimming with pure sword intent—and without hesitation, he began demonstrating a new martial technique.
Victor blinked in confusion. "Wait, wait, wait—what is going on?"
No response.
The spirit continued moving in perfect smooth motions like a carefully choreographed dance.
Victor's face scrunched a bit. This wasn't like last ti when he had actively initiated his training. He had literally just broken through to Foundation Establishnt, and sohow, this realm pulled him back in.
He quickly opened his system interface, hoping to find so answers.
And sure enough—
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[System Notification: Special Event Triggered!]
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