C467 Wooden Sword
"Intent shapes the realm of will, thought traverses the realm of nothingness..."
As the voice echoed in Xiaoxing's mind, he felt his consciousness sinking with it.
"Intent gives rise to thoughts, thoughts breed illusions. Through intent, enter thoughts; through thoughts, enter illusions..."
The voice gradually enveloped Xiaoxing's mind until it was all he could perceive, leaving him drowsy