CRACK, CRACK...
Like a ferocious beast poised to pounce, sounds of ripping food and gnawing bones echoed intermittently throughout the vast floor.
Although Wang Zhan felt his reactions in the real world had slowed immeasurably, his body's instinct to eat was clearly pulling him back from his mental world to reality.
At last, he understood!
His consciousness violently broke free from that world previously filled with clamor, uproar, arguments, and all sorts of chaotic interludes.
Lin Hao meant that once my mental energy reaches a certain level, I might not be able to control my mental world and, naturally, wouldn't be able to return to the real world. In other words, at that point, I would have essentially been a dead man in the real world?
Perhaps it was shock, or maybe fear. Due to his mental agitation, Wang Zhan finally recovered. He immediately retracted his mental energy to avoid becoming a muddle-headed yet terrifyingly lucid madman.
