Thorns Campus, second floor, completely sealed bedroom.
A scene seemingly existing only in fantasy movies, now fully enveloped Tang Qi.
He sat cross-legged on the soft carpet, a golden halo gently overflowing, spinning and changing, from a crescent shape to a spherical protective shield that enveloped him.
And various strange and bizarre illusions continued to emerge, as if this place was not a tiny bedroom, but a magical world.
At this moment, should anyone step into this area, they would likely instantly fall into a "special world," where their body, life, and everything else would no longer be under their control, all falling into Tang Qi's hands, to manipulate and dissect at will.
At this time, he no longer had the ferocious aura he demonstrated by smashing Samra into the ground with his fists, instead transformed into a peculiar, mysterious temperament.
...
I don't know how much time has passed, all the myriad illusions in the bedroom suddenly disappeared.
