Chapter 387
The moment Zhang Yu stepped into the dimensional isolation array, his connection to the Spiritual Realm Network was severed. He could no longer see messages in the competition group, nor stay in touch with his teammates. Even the world around him had changed drastically.
The marks his teammates had placed on the EyeNet interface vanished.
All the constantly updating intel and signals disappeared.
Even the lighting of the entire arena dimmed. The floating warnings, competition rules, and ads that once filled the air were gone.
Turning to glance past the barrier, he saw the neon dazzle that once wrapped the arena’s perimeter had also faded, as if swallowed into nothingness.
Without his connection to the Spiritual Realm, all that remained were drab, lifeless buildings, a primitive, desaturated world that had lost the vibrant pulse of the Spiritual Realm. Reality itself now seemed pale and tedious.
Only now did Zhang Yu realize how accustomed he had become to syncing with the Spiritual Realm at all times. Without its overlay, even the simplest tasks felt clumsy and off.
Just then, Tian Yang struck him squarely in the chest with an open palm. A sharp, cutting Sword Aura surged into Zhang Yu’s body as if descending from the heavens, cleaving through all resistance. The burst reconnected him to the Spiritual Realm—and suddenly, the world regained its vividness and clarity.
At the same time, Shi Huaiyu’s message popped back into everyone’s EyeNet view.