Like being slowly devoured by a swamp, Ru Tianqi felt his consciousness being gradually consumed, buried bit by bit. The "space" left for his consciousness grew smaller and smaller. He felt like he was trapped in a box that kept shrinking, squeezing him until there was no room left, threatening to crush him completely.
And he could only watch it happen, bit by bit.
The despair almost drove him mad... No, rather, most people wouldn't last forty minutes in such a situation, would they?
Just then, Ru Tianqi suddenly felt the oppressive sensation vanish. Then, countless burdens in his consciousness were lifted one by one, and the hands restraining his thoughts released their grip one by one. Finally, his thoughts began to function again.
