When the teleportation finally came to an end, Grey's figure slowly and forcefully reassembled in the void.
For a brief moment, he felt as though his entire existence had been torn apart and stretched across space itself, his flesh, bones, and soul pulled thin like fragile threads. The sensation was profoundly uncomfortable, almost nauseating.
Yet, with his current physique and cultivation, it did not cross the threshold into pain.
He merely frowned.
By the time the spatial turbulence completely settled, Grey's body had already materialized within another city. The teleportation formation beneath his feet dimmed, its runes losing their glow as the process concluded.
Without lingering even for a breath, Grey stepped off the formation and exited the teleportation station at once, moving with calm urgency.
