Chapter 968 Mystic Dimension

“Save... me...” Jonathan again implored the monk with much difficulty.

Slowly bending at the waist, the monk unhurriedly stretched out his right hand and lightly tapped Jonathan between the eyes.

Buzz!

With a soft whirr, Jonathan felt as though he was tumbling rapidly into an infinite abyss.

“No!” he roared.

In the next instant, he was stunned for a moment, for he was already seated on a bamboo chair at some point.

Across from him sat the monk in white robes with hands locked in a hand seal.

“You're awake, Mr. Goldstein,” the monk remarked placidly.

Jonathan shot to his feet. In the blink of an eye, he retreated dozens of meters.

He gaped at his hands in astonishment as they were then whole and intact, not a scratch remaining.

“I've actually healed?” he exclaimed, scrutinizing his hands in elation.

Carefully sensing the spiritual energy within him, he felt like he seemingly possessed never-ending strength.

It was none other than the sensation of life force.

“Is that so?”

Behind him, the monk's voice rang out once more.

Whirling around, Jonathan backed away again, beyond wary of the monk in front of him.

However, no sooner had he come to a stop than he realized that he was still standing before the monk.

Meanwhile, the monk remained sitting across from him with hands locked in a hand seal in meditation.

glanced back over his shoulder, only to see the bamboo chair swaying

as though he had not budged

rule or law, nor status or identity. You've got no

Mystic Dimension?

monk in

Realm in the main writings of the Ancient

that could only be comprehended

a unique

it could also

it was not a wholly fictitious world from the imagination of mentally-ill patients. Instead, it was a spiritual world

to comprehend the laws

seal them within the dimension until their physical bodies

often claimed to have experienced hundreds and thousands of eons. In truth, they were referring to

of thousands of eons in the real world would have far exceeded the existence of the universe at the

mention in the Ancient Sacred Dragon

for the cultivation of Mystic

advanced phase of the Divine Realm was the easiest

that alone

if they had died for millions of years, they were still very much respected whenever their names were

cross-legged across from Jonathan

truly

the monk, Jonathan inhaled deeply. Then, he slowly sat down on the

both illusory right now. Is

“Yes and no.”

monk waved his hand lightly, upon which a tender sprout burgeoned

the tender sprout grew, the ivory-white ground

mountains, skies, and many more manifested one after another around both

Jonathan's eyes at

entered the illusionary

there was no sensation of life force in that

various bugs and animals

unleashed, the flowers, plants, soil, and mountains all

he would even have no qualms believing the monk if

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