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.

only to see the bamboo chair

he had

rule or law, nor status or identity. You've got no other place to go other than this. Please

Mystic Dimension?

in front

in the main writings of the Ancient Sacred

only be comprehended by

as a unique realm formed entirely by

aside, it could also be considered a

was not a wholly fictitious world from the imagination of mentally-ill

Dimension to comprehend

and seal them within the dimension until their

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

eons in the real world would have far exceeded the

mention in the Ancient Sacred Dragon Technique,

cultivation of Mystic

the many prerequisites, attaining the advanced phase of the Divine Realm was the

alone disqualified most

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

cross-legged across from Jonathan

was truly

his eyes on the monk, Jonathan inhaled deeply. Then, he

illusory

“Yes and no.”

hand lightly, upon which

ground beneath Jonathan's feet

dominoes, grasslands, mountains, skies, and many more manifested one

Jonathan's eyes at the sight of everything around

the past, he had once entered the illusionary

no sensation of life force in that

moment, however, there were various bugs and

spiritual sense unleashed, the flowers, plants,

the monk if the latter were

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