But I regretted that thought almost immediately.
Suddenly, invisible blades began slashing at me from every direction, relentlessly cutting my flesh apart into thousands of tiny pieces. Pain flared through me like fire—but even that agony felt distant, bearable. My wounds continuously sealed themselves, regenerating faster than they could be inflicted, and a twisted smile crept onto my lips.
"Interesting…" My whisper was cold, dripping with dark amusement. "Is this really all you've got?"
In that moment, my senses sharpened dramatically. My cold gaze slid to the right, locking precisely onto Jeong Suhan, despite the endless curtain of blinding white separating us. My eyes pierced through his illusion with terrifying precision, as though he was nothing but a frightened rabbit trembling behind a thin veil of grass.
