Seeming dream yet not, the transition between reality and dreamscape is continuous.
The glaze's radiance became increasingly hazy and gorgeous, and Ethan Smith's eyelids felt unbearably heavy.
Despite his utmost control, he couldn't resist the tide-like drowsiness, and his eyelids suddenly shut.
The next moment, a sense of alarm flooded his mind, jolting him awake.
Not far from him, Heart Moon stood there, unharmed, seemingly without any injuries.
"How is this possible?"
Ethan Smith was shocked to his core; what had happened just now was within a brief moment.
The eyelids closing and then opening had heralded such a monumental change.
In his earlier perception, Heart Moon's Combat Avatar could have been utterly destroyed, yet the situation suddenly reversed.
Soaring Wind Slash!
Heart Moon's battle intent surged terrifyingly again, capturing Ethan Smith's aura once more.
Her body almost instantly appeared before Ethan Smith, then punched him violently away.
Piaomiao!
