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I Must Learn From Master Feng
Author: Paul_okito
last update2024-09-07 23:56:43
Master Feng stood firm, staring down at Talon, who lay on the ground, weakened by the backlash from the transcendence energy.

Talon, though physically drained, was in shock. It wasn't just the energy's backlash that startled him—he couldn't believe Master Feng had somehow accessed his Astral Plane. The realization hit him hard.

“H-how did you...?” Talon stammered, struggling to find the words. He couldn't fathom how it had happened.

Master Feng's was furious as he addressed Talon's reckless actions. “Why would you be so foolish as to attempt such a dangerous experiment? Do you not realize the disaster you could have unleashed if the energies from your Astral Plane had spilled into the real world?”

He paused for a moment, his eyes narrowing. “Do you even understand the power of what you were trying to manipulate? You would have killed yourself—and endangered everyone around you.”

Talon lowered his head, staring at his bloodstained hands, filled with regret. He had been warned by No
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