C1159 Only Knowing How to be Reckless

The swamp exerted a thick, immense suction, tugging relentlessly at me. The sensation was strikingly real—so much so that I, Chu Yan, could detect the foul odor emanating from the bursting mud bubbles.

"This environment is incredibly lifelike," I remarked.

I was unconvinced that Great Master Qin had the capability to instantaneously alter reality