As time passed, within Qin Ming's body, various colorful mists were dazzling, and radiant light was steaming, very much like meteors continuously crossing the sky, piercing through the darkness.
His body was humming softly, resonating, different areas releasing different spectacular lights, each one dominant.
Because of this, Qin Ming fell into a deep sleep, unable to wake up as if he was blocked in his own subconsciousness.
The Golden Silk Jade Robe was still there, but only barely maintained.
Now Qin Ming's body had different colored lights flowing through various regions, the flesh seemed to be divided into different territories, somewhat isolated from each other.
So, his perception was cut off and not very smooth.
Even if an earthquake were to occur, he would find it difficult to wake up in time.
...
No one knew how long it had been, Qin Ming regained consciousness, and when he opened his eyes, his hair stood on end because he saw a kind old woman.
