Hungover, I crossed over to the psychic realm

Deep within the belly of the mountain, the gloomy and dark cave was like a forsaken corner of despair, forgotten by the mortal world. Lin Yu leaned against the cave wall, his body was like a broken puppet, and the traces of his severe injuries were truly horrifying. The wounds on his body were gaping, and the blood that had oozed out had since coagulated into scabs. Every slight movement seemed to tear at his very soul, and the excruciating pain surged over him like waves, constantly assailing his nerves. The spiritual power within his body was like a dried-up spring, parched and lifeless. This caused his consciousness to sink into a chaotic fog, and the world before his eyes became illusory and blurred. The shadow of death was like an all-encompassing, invisible, and dense net, slowly closing in from all directions, ruthlessly dragging him towards the endless abyss of darkness. The spark of hope in this desperate situation was flickering and on the verge of being extinguished, almost gone.

And at this critical moment, when his life hung in the balance like an egg teetering on the edge, a faint but somewhat familiar rhythm of footsteps seemed to penetrate through the thick darkness and drifted gently from the direction of the cave entrance. It was like a stone being dropped into a still lake, breaking the suffocating silence.

Lin Yu was jolted awake as if from a chaotic dream. He forced his heavy eyelids open and, with his last ounce of strength, raised his eyes to look. There, the mysterious figure in the black robe, who had once mysteriously appeared on the tragic battlefield where life and death hung in the balance, engaging in a heart-stopping battle against the evil forces and had given him crucial assistance at the most critical moment, now seemed to step out of the void and miraculously reappeared before him, a man on the verge of death. An air of profound mystery surrounded the man in the black robe, like a mist from the primordial chaos, making it difficult to fathom what lay beneath. The wide black robe fluttered gently in the faint, chilly wind of the cave, swaying gracefully, like a dancing shadow of ink in the night sky, concealing his figure and face. Only his eyes were as deep as the boundless night sky, and the light that flickered within them revealed an unwavering will and an otherworldly wisdom, like the brightest stars in the night sky, cutting through the darkness and bringing a glimmer of hope.

The man in the black robe did not hesitate for a moment. He swiftly swept over to Lin Yu's side like a gust of wind, his movements light and steady. He slowly crouched down, his actions gentle and cautious, as if he were handling the most precious treasure in the world. Then, he carefully took out a quaint and elegant box from his bosom. The box was carved with mysterious and intricate patterns, faintly exuding an ancient and mysterious aura. Next, he took out several magical treasures from his sleeves. These treasures had strange and unique shapes, and they emitted a colorful, dreamlike, and strange light all over. The light was like lively and dancing spirits, exuding a powerful aura that made one's heart tremble. Evidently, they were all extremely precious healing pills and rare treasures capable of restoring spiritual power in the cultivation world, treasures that were hard to come by. Each one carried Lin Yu's hope of survival and revenge at this moment.

The man in the black robe remained silent, just focusing on taking out a pill from the box. The pill was round and smooth, like a carefully carved piece of jade, emitting a warm and gentle luster. The fragrant aroma of the medicine instantly filled the small cave. He gently lifted Lin Yu's chin and slowly fed the pill into his mouth. The pill melted as soon as it entered his mouth, like the first snow melting under the warm spring sun. In an instant, it turned into a surging and warm current, spreading vigorously throughout Lin Yu's body like a rushing river. Wherever the warm current passed, the pain of the wounds, which had been gnawing at him like a demon, miraculously lessened a bit. Lin Yu couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, and his tightly strained face relaxed slightly.

Before Lin Yu could fully recover from this momentary relief, the man in the black robe quickly picked up one of the magical treasures and began muttering incantations. The incantations were like an ancient and mysterious ballad, leaping out from his tongue. In an instant, the magical treasure emitted a brilliant light, dazzlingly bright, as if a rising sun were emerging in the dark cave. Streams of soft and lively threads of light, like living spirits, floated out from the magical treasure and gently coiled around Lin Yu's body. These threads of light were like nimble dancers, shuttling and swirling around Lin Yu, constantly searching for and repairing his severely damaged meridians, which were like broken ruins, and his dried-up spiritual veins, which were like a desolate desert. Wisps of spiritual power, like trickling streams, were continuously injected into them, helping Lin Yu laboriously recover the spiritual power that had almost dissipated completely, as if reigniting a faint but tenacious lamp of life in the darkness.

Just as his spiritual power was slowly recovering and his vitality was gradually reviving, the deep and hoarse voice of the man in the black robe, like a mysterious Sanskrit chant coming from the Nine Nether Hell, sounded in the cave: "Lin Yu, ever since I became aware of the existence of this evil lair, the 'Heaven-Questioning Pavilion', I have been hiding in the shadows, silently observing its every move. You and your like-minded friends, who are filled with a sense of justice, bravely stepped forward in this pitch-black night, risking your lives and engaging in a life-and-death struggle against the evil forces. Every effort you made and every battle you fought were as shining as the stars in my eyes and engraved in my heart. This time, the evil high-ranking members of the 'Heaven-Questioning Pavilion' have sinister intentions and are plotting a scheme. The harm it will cause is so profound and the scope is so wide that it is like a calamity that could destroy the world. It will not only drag the vast cultivation world into an endless abyss of eternal damnation, causing countless lives to be lost and wailing to fill the land, but it is also closely intertwined with my own background and the sacred mission I bear, as if the rope of fate has bound us tightly together." His voice seemed to be laced with ice, and there was a faint, barely noticeable flame of anger flickering within it, like a volcano on the verge of eruption, or like a deep-seated hatred soaked in blood that had been sealed by the passage of time. That hatred was like a tangible black mist, quietly spreading in the cave.

Upon hearing these words, Liu Yu's heart was very unpleasant., and a complex mix of emotions welled up within him all at once. There was the overwhelming joy of the man in the black robe's reappearance in this desperate situation, like a lost traveler in the dark suddenly seeing the way home. There was also a strong curiosity about the profound meaning and the story hidden behind his words, as if being pulled by a mysterious unknown force, eager to uncover the hidden truth. His gaze was like a tangible hook, staring intently at the man in the black robe, trying to pierce through the thick black robe and find some clues or hints from the face hidden in the darkness to solve the tangled mystery in his heart. However, the figure of the man in the black robe seemed to be protected by a mysterious force. No matter how hard he tried to search, all he could see was still a deep and mysterious darkness, and he found nothing. But Lin Yu, with his keen intuition, clearly sensed that behind this mysterious figure, there must be a tortuous, legendary past that had been sealed by the passage of time. It might be a memory soaked in blood and tears, a painful past that was unbearable to look back on, like a forbidden book that had been sealed, with every page filled with sorrow and suffering. Or it might be a great secret related to the life and death and the destiny of the entire cultivation world, like a peerless pearl that had been hidden away. Once it saw the light of day, it would surely shake the entire cultivation world.

Although Lin Yu's heart was burning with curiosity, he knew that the current situation was extremely critical, like the Sword of Damocles hanging above his head, ready to fall at any moment and cut off that last glimmer of hope. Every passing minute and second seemed to bring the evil forces one step closer to achieving their sinister goal, and the crisis in the cultivation world was growing deeper and more menacing, like a surging tide, like a dark beast about to devour everything. So, he gritted his teeth and, with an iron will, suppressed the surging curiosity in his heart, as if sealing a restless heart at the bottom of a quiet ocean. He concentrated all his spirit and attention on the urgent task of restoring his own strength, like a warrior sharpening his blade before going into battle. He secretly vowed in his heart that he must recover his battered body as quickly as possible and boost his almost depleted spiritual power. He would stand side by side with this mysterious man in the black robe, sharing the same hatred for the enemy, and launch a final, fatal charge towards the lair of the evil forces. Even if there were thorns and difficulties ahead, as perilous as a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, he would not flinch in the slightest. With a fearless attitude and a resolute heart, he was determined to spread the light of justice, which had been obscured by the evil forces for too long, once again on this land shrouded in darkness, bringing light and hope back to the world and restoring peace and prosperity to the cultivation world.